-- Chaos --

What was the world like in the first place?

"Lao Tzu" cloud: There is a mixture of things, born congenitally.

Youyun: Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things; All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and peaceful.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a Wu people's book "Three or Five Calendars" that said: Heaven and earth are not divided, like a chicken, chaos is not opened, and its color is yellow.

However, this person is only guessing.

"Chicken! Ha! Xuanhuang! Bah! Yellow-mouthed children! Sling the bull! ”

In the endless black and red turbulence, a big golden bird flew up and down, its shape was like a crow, with golden feathers all over its body, and it was born with three legs, and it was screaming with its mouth open.

It sounded like a grumpy young man.

But there are no "irascible", "young", or "man" in the world at this time.

Boom! "Damn Chaos!"

Distracted by a slight distraction, the big golden bird was knocked head-on by a huge red and black wave, and it screamed loudly in anger.

This red-black mixed and turbulent world is called "chaos" by the Golden Crow, and it has been flying in this indistinguishable "chaos" since it became conscious.

It considered whether it would fall to the "ground" if it did not flutter its wings at all, but unfortunately, it could not, if it did not fly, it would stay in place, with no signs of "falling" in either direction, and it would not stay there for long, and those raging red and black turbulence would push it in all directions according to their respective flow directions.

The Golden Crow is surrounded by these "turbulences" that contain concepts such as death, annihilation, and destruction, and the direction of progress varies from up, down, left, and right, and often clashes with each other.

In short, it has no reliable reference for orienteering.

The Golden Crow itself is in the cracks of these turbulences.

With its powerful beak, wings, and claws, it tore the surrounding turbulence into pieces and used it to pass through its original "river".

This act is skillful and swift, and may have been repeated many times before it awakened its consciousness, or perhaps it was its constant repetition that led to the awakening of consciousness.

"But it doesn't seem to be of much use," Jin Crow muttered, "If I do the same thing as before I awaken, what the hell am I ......"

"Peng!"

The golden crow was sent flying out and flipped a series of heels.

That's impossible! I've just avoided the turbulence that flies me!

Surprised, the golden crow flapped its wings and stabilized its figure and looked back.

I saw that the thick turbulence that had just hit it with its "head" had changed its direction for some reason, causing its "tail" to slap the golden crow.

Along with the other dozen or so turbulent currents nearby, they all made a few turns without reaction, and then prepared to move in the direction after the "adjustment".

But the Golden Crow had no intention of giving up.

If it was the self before the "awakening of consciousness", it would probably continue to tear and attack other turbulences and fly away, but ......

"The difference between conscious and unconscious lies in whether or not there is a sense of revenge!" The golden crow waved its three claws and chased after the thick turbulence: "Die! You stucco loach! ”

Regardless of how the turbulence that originally represented "death" was to die, and there was no such thing as a loach at this time, the revenge of the Golden Crow was real.

The golden crow trailed away from the thick turbulence, destroying it from behind with its beak and claws.

The unfortunate turbulence itself is not conscious or conscious, so it will not turn around and attack the Golden Crow because the "tail" is destroyed, but its own body shape is the best defense.

As soon as the golden crow grabbed it, he instantly understood why he had unconsciously avoided it before: although this turbulent current was only about three times thicker than other small turbulences, it was more than ten times more difficult to destroy it.

But, since you want to kill it if you say it, then you must kill it, and you must do what you say, it's a matter of face - there's nothing else to do anyway, is it?

Regardless of how many words that Jin Crow felt inexplicable came out of his thoughts, the movements on his hands and claws would not stop, so in this turbulent world, in addition to the sounds of Peng, pop, brush, and whirring, there was also a click like a rat gnawing wood.

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"Hahaha! Let's die! You stupid snake! ”

Since the turbulence was completely incapable of fighting back, it was eventually torn apart from end to end by the perseverance of the Golden Crow.

In the end, because of the "difficulty" of this turbulence, Jin Wu improved his evaluation of it, from "loach" to "snake".

The coarse turbulence naturally did not respond, in fact, it had disappeared very simply after it had been torn apart, and the golden crow was only speaking to the space that had been vacated after it had disappeared.

"Cut, it's boring, I might as well use this time to find the 'ground' or 'where to land'." Instead of getting the sense of accomplishment he expected, the Golden Crow flapped its wings and turned around to tear a few turbulences to leave, but found that the small turbulence around it that would have been muddy and slammed into it actively avoided it, forming a spherical open area around it.

"Bullying the soft and afraid of the hard? Yes? Obviously, there is no such thing as "forgiving and forgiving" in the logic of this golden crow, and its reaction after seeing the turbulence begin to avoid is: "Now you know that you are afraid?" It's late! ”

It in turn pounces on the turbulence that actively avoids it.

Smack, smack! Crackle!

The Golden Crow finally understood why the turbulence avoided it, this small degree of turbulence, it used to take three pecks and two claws to eliminate one, but now it was just a simple pounce, destroying all the turbulence in its path, and its wings did not even feel resistance.

"Hmm...... I see. Jin Wu stopped his action and thought about it: "The only difference between me and before is that I eliminated the dead snake, so, in this chaos, the way to become stronger is to defeat the guy who is stronger than himself, these turbulence clash with each other and win by coincidence, and finally form a dead snake as big as a snake, then, its number should not be much, I have to hurry." ”

At this time, the Golden Crow finally found the first goal after awakening his self-consciousness: to tear up those "turbulences" that were thick enough to make himself stronger, and what to do after becoming stronger?

Hmph, this kind of thing, think about it when there is nothing else stronger than yourself.

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After an unknown amount of time, the Golden Crow could no longer find any stronger "turbulence" than it.

It has encountered unusually fast and massive ones, whirling whirlpools on their own, and completely solidified and almost indestructible, but in the end, they were all scratched and torn apart under the beaks and claws of the Golden Crow.

Obviously, there is a limit to the strength of things like the Death Turbulence, and the Golden Crow has grown enough to ignore any of their forms.

Sometimes, a turbulent current large enough to fall apart on its own as soon as it appeared in the Crow's sight, and the Crow was not sure if it was frightened or if it was strong enough to destroy the turbulence with its gaze.

Since the Golden Crow was already so strong, the turbulence avoided it far enough that it roughly estimated that it was about one hundred and forty-nine times the length of its wingspan from the edge of the spherical "wall" of the small turbulence around it.

Such a large field of vision is enough for it to discover the "ground" it has been looking for.

But unfortunately, there is no difference between "ground" and "air", it is made up of solidified and flattened, the tiniest "turbulence", which cannot flow freely at all, they are so miserable that the Golden Crow has no idea of attacking and destroying.

Sure enough, the "bird" still ends in the "sky", and the golden crow shakes its head, ready to flap its wings and fly into the sky - although it does not need to "flap its wings", and the way it moves is not "flying".

Until then, it found "half a tree".

It's a strange scene even if it's described in my own inexplicable words.

The Golden Crow landed with a little curiosity.

The whole half of the tree looks as tall as ten of itself, but the top half disappears abruptly, and the lower half has a few branches swaying with the wind - what is the wind?

Doo, doe, do.

The golden crow landed on the branch of the tree, and after a few attempted pecks, several large openings appeared on the trunk.

It doesn't seem to be indestructible, but it doesn't collapse like other turbulences, so why not try destroying it?

"Ah——!h

A hoarse cry came from the trunk of the tree, which made the golden crow jump, and temporarily gave up his plan to destroy it.

Looking down at the tree, the golden crow saw a groundhog emerge from a small tree hole next to the root of the tree, and it looked up at the golden crow on the tree, and let out another miserable scream:

"Ah——!h

"What's it called!" Jin Wu was annoyed by the noise, and said angrily: "If you call again, I will eat you!" ”

“——！” The marmot opened its mouth wide, but did not make a sound.

"Who are you? What's going on with this tree? Jin Crow asked, seeing that the groundhog looked like he wanted to scream again, he added, "Don't bark!" Answer in words I can understand! ”

In fact, many of the words in these words could not be understood even by the Crow himself, but he could understand the meaning.

"......" The groundhog was stunned, opened his mouth again, and his voice was like that of a child: "Yuanzi of Poor Dao Town, this is the spiritual root born of heaven and earth, called the ginseng fruit tree." ”

What is it?

The Golden Crow tilted its head to try to ponder what the groundhog had said, but each word brought up a large explanation of more new and incomprehensible words, and as it continued to think of the new words, it became irritable.

"I don't know where the friend came from, why do you want to destroy the fruit trees of the poor road?" Zhen Yuanzi asked again.

The change of topic made Jin Wu's irritability decrease slightly, and he didn't care about Zhen Yuanzi's claim that this tree belonged to him, and snorted:

"This is the beginning, and I am the only golden crow, hence the name—"

"[Taiyi]."