The Ten Thousand Worlds Sect was born from the chaos of the Ten Thousand Worlds, recording the major events of the Ten Thousand Worlds from the origin to the Red Dust Troubled Times, which is divided into three parts: "Immortal Calamity", "Red Dust", and "Mingxiao". Those who have passed on this sect can destroy the history of the ten thousand worlds and rewrite the red dust of the ten thousand worlds, and they can control the ten thousand worlds and command the emperor.

At this time, I hold the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect only to explore the legend of the Ten Thousand Worlds, secrets! not to become immortals! to become emperors! to fall into the red dust! (polite words, in fact, I also want to, but the dignity of being the protagonist does not allow it!)

In the pitch-black and lonely cave, the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect emitted a faint light, and when I opened the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect, only the wordless Heavenly Book appeared.

The sudden emanation of light shone like a sharp dagger, piercing my palm, blood fell on the scroll drop by drop, the light gradually dimmed, the scroll disappeared in front of me little by little, and mine actually appeared, in a study, which was full of books, but it looked ethereal, unreadable, from a golden book flew out of front of me, pulled me to the desk, I sat down and opened it, on it appeared the first chapter of the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect "Immortal Calamity".

It was densely packed with words and phantoms, and my spiritual sea was sucked into it and integrated into the books.

The "Immortal Calamity" records: In the Flood Wilderness Realm, which ranks 100th, there was an "emperor" called "Fu Famine", and this emperor is the first emperor of the ten thousand worlds! It is said that when this emperor entered the world, a hundred grasses fell to the ground, a hundred beasts trembled, and a hundred mountains fell. The Flood Desolation Realm is divided into two halves, half barren and desolate, and half full of life, which is extremely strange.

The famine first appeared at the end of the desolation of the Flood Realm.

As I looked at the scene in front of me, I kicked the tattered man next to me hard, and heard a scream: "I rely on this, I just want to explore the secrets of the ten thousand worlds, so as not to exile me!"

That's right, I really came to the end of that barrenness. I looked at the person beside me, and suddenly thought of the Emperor of the Fuhuang remembered in the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect, and I immediately looked at him with an apologetic look: "This brother, dare to ask who your surname is? ”

The man turned around as if he understood my words, and looked at me with an angry expression, but if you wipe the dust off his face, you can see that he is a young man, which also makes me more sure that he is the first emperor of the ten thousand worlds.

He looked at me for a moment with an indifferent expression: "My name is desolate, how can you be at the end of this desolation?"

Listening to his words, I was very excited, I actually met the First Emperor of the Ten Thousand Worlds. Just when I wanted to continue chatting with him, I was called back to the spiritual sea, and the spiritual sea formed by spiritual power turned into a barren desert, and the sand and gravel on the desert glowed with golden light, rising into the air, forming words: "The history of the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect and the Ten Thousand Worlds were born in chaos, complementing each other, the sect can break the history, the history can find the sect, and the unity of the sect and history can fall into immortals." The first weight of Zongpo's history: help the famine to appreciate the desolation, cultivate the desolate body, and practice the celestial body to subdue the desolation. If this realm is not completed, the spiritual sea will be extinguished and turned into dust. ”

The desert disappeared, the spiritual sea reappeared, and those handwritings were integrated into my spiritual sea to form shackles, and I was driven out of the spiritual sea.

I wanted to find the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect to explore the little secrets in the human nature of the various emperors and sages and try to see if this Ten Thousand Worlds Sect has the legendary power to order the Ten Thousand Worlds, but I didn't expect to pretend to be like it, and my little fate was on board.

When I came back to my senses, the wilderness had passed out on the desert, and I was even more overwhelmed when I saw this scene.

I pulled him up from the sand and carried him on my back, not knowing the direction in the desert, just walking forward step by step, and as I went, I asked myself, "Who are you?What is your name?Why are you here?Where is your home?Is it a blessing or a curse to obtain this Ten Thousand Worlds Sect?"

If I had been sane, I would have laughed myself, and that's nothing. I don't know how long I carried him on my back, and I replied mechanically over and over again: "I am a loser in the red dust of this ten thousand worlds, my name is Baiqi." This is to find life in the Flood Realm, and this is to find life for my sister. My home...... No, I don't deserve a home. I don't care if it's a blessing or a curse, if it can save my sister, I'm willing to enter this reincarnation. "I'm not afraid of reincarnation, I'm afraid of losing my worries." ”

Three days later

The desert is still lonely, the grass is yellow, and bones can be seen everywhere, all of which is just a foil to this ridiculous desolation, and I am no exception, only more ridiculous.

I tried my best to protect the remaining life of the desert with spiritual energy, this desert is like a spiritual intelligence, constantly devouring the life of the wilderness, fortunately I found it early, otherwise I would have been buried with him.

Thinking of this, I was relieved a lot: "I'm an upright young man, I can't die with a big man, how can I be embarrassed!"

It's been three days of walking, but I still can't see the end, not only that, the desert devouring the desolate life is becoming more and more greedy, and the aura is almost unable to hold on, which is more like we have gone deeper into the desolation. This is what scares me the most, such a situation can only resist the erosion of desolation by first filling up the life that has passed by the desolation, and allowing him to practice the Celestial Body Suppression Exercise.

Thinking about it like this not only makes me happy, but also makes me feel extremely sad. I was carrying with me something that filled the passing of life, an ancient jade that my sister had given me when she died, and she had left her last words in the jade. Tell me that when I meet someone I can trust, I will give it to her (him), if this jade is broken and integrated into her body, it means that she is my wife, and if this jade is not broken but turned into a bracelet, then he will be my trusted brother for life. This is my sister's last concern for me, an irresponsible brother, and it is also my last concern.

I want to live, to live for this last concern.

I took the jade out of the qi back, took the jade around the neck of the abre, and bit the palm of my hand, leaving the blood drop by drop on the jade. I don't know when, tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, trickling non-stop, my heart was filled with feelings of grief, guilt, and self-blame, my blood surged, and bunches of bright red flowers bloomed on the gravel.

The ancient origin of this jade began to merge with the desolate life, thus filling the devoured life. This jade began to wrap around the barren body, preventing the passage of life again, forming a cocoon that could resist the barrenness, enveloping the barren in it.

Seeing this sight, I smiled!

I'm finally not so incompetent, and I finally don't have to watch my life pass away.

My sister has liked to write poems since she was a child, and each one is so amazing. And I'll just read them out, that's all!

"We"

The fire phoenix and the sycamore are born together,

However, the sycamore has roots.

The fire phoenix passed away,

We are like sycamore roots.