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"It is said that before the infinite history, the universe ceased to exist, there were no upper and lower squares, no ancient and modern, everything was nothing, and later generations called chaos.

I don't know when, a great life was born out of this nothingness, named Pangu, and later generations called Pangu the great god.

After the birth of the great god Pangu, because everything is nothingness and no concept exists, it is inevitable that he will be lonely, empty, and cold, so he gave birth to a bold idea.

I'm going to carve out a big world. Pangu thought in his heart.

Breen !!

As the Pangu Great God thought, a big black axe appeared in the hands of the Pangu Great God.

Subsequently, Pangu God began his groundbreaking path.

With an axe, chaos slashed open, and in the void, a crack was born.

Seeing this, the Pangu God propped up his hands, tore open the crack, drilled in, and used his body to push the crack open to form a space.

In the space, there are two types of clear and turbid qi are born, the clear qi rises for the sky, and the turbid qi descends for the earth, and the world is first formed.

As the Pangu god who stood on the top of the sky grew higher and higher, the world became bigger and bigger, and I don't know how long it was, the Pangu god was tired and wanted to rest.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I relaxed, the heaven and earth would close, and the Pangu God had no choice but to continue to stand up to the sky.

I don't know how long it has been, the heavens and the earth are getting bigger and bigger, and the weight borne by the Pangu God is also getting bigger and bigger, so the Pangu God feels more and more that his body is hollowed out.

Until one day, the great god of Pangu knew that he could not support it, and his spine turned into a giant pillar that supported the sky, called Zhou Mountain.

The left eye turns into a sun star, and the right eye turns into a yin star. Therefore, heaven and earth have light and darkness, yin and yang, and balance.

Countless hairs turned into stars, dotted the sky, and flesh turned into mountains, rivers and lakes, decorating the earth.

Finally, the primordial spirit of Pangu God is suspended in the world he has created, examining his countless years of hard work.

Although there is heaven and earth, there is no life, so the great god of Pangu burns the primordial god and turns into endless streamers, igniting the fire of life for this world.

At this point, the great god of Pangu fell, the world was first opened, and Hongmeng was first judged.

After talking about "Pangu Open Heaven" with emotion, Jiang Mu closed the textbook, picked up the thermos cup on the multimedia lectern, drank a big sip, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This myth and story may have been heard by everyone, and it is not the test center of the high school entrance examination, but this story is the spiritual inheritance of our Chinese nation for thousands of years, so I left a homework assignment in class. Jiang Mu said as he looked at the students in the classroom with a bitter face.

"Taking Chinese myths and legends as the proposition, writing an essay of no less than 800 words requires rich emotions and appropriate rhetoric. ”

"Don't, teacher. You're going to lose ours like that. ”

"I want to write an essay again......"

"Teacher, you've changed ......"

Under the podium, the students complained a lot, but they all took out their pen and paper and began to think about how to write this essay.

Jiang Mu said with a smile: "You people, you don't understand the teacher's hard work at all, hurry up and write, tomorrow class will be collected, okay, the class leader is optimistic about class discipline, I have to go up to find you last year's high school entrance examination questions." ”

"There are still two months to go before the high school entrance examination, if you work hard, I won't pour chicken soup anymore, the teacher believes you. After speaking, Jiang Mu picked up the thermos cup, picked up the book of "Chinese Mythology" on the table, and walked out of the classroom under the resentful eyes of the students.

Jiang Mu, 25 years old, graduated from Normal University, and then assigned to a key junior high school in his hometown as a Chinese teacher.

Because of the relatively young reason, I can still talk to this group of students, and I am still quite loved in the student group.

On the stairs of the teaching building, Jiang Mu walked slowly to the office upstairs, casually flipping through the ancient book "Chinese Mythology" in his hand and looking aimlessly.

Paying attention to the book in his hand, he didn't notice the unopened shoelace of his left foot, and he didn't pay attention to tripping the lace and leaned forward.

Jiang Mu instinctively shook his arm, trying to grab a fulcrum, but eventually fell down the stairs, his forehead hitting the ground, and making a heavy muffled sound that reverberated in the silent corridor.

Jiang Mu lost consciousness, and red blood flowed out, sliding down Jiang Mu's cheeks, staining the bamboo talisman necklace that Jiang Mu had worn since childhood.

As the blood seeped in, a faint golden fluorescence emanated from the bamboo talisman, and then enveloped Jiang Mu's whole body, and after a flicker, Jiang Mu disappeared above the stairs.

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The world is opened, and Hongmeng is judged.

In the endless desolate world, living creatures began to appear, flowers, trees, reptiles and beasts were endless.

A natural and nurtured god was born, and this desolation gradually became lively.

In the center of the flood wilderness, at the foot of the giant pillar Zhoushan, a small valley is rooted in the ancestral veins of Zhoushan, and there is a huge bamboo in the valley, which is about fifty or sixty zhang high, and other bamboos are different from each other, this bamboo is golden.

This bamboo is the first bamboo in the flood wilderness, conceived by heaven and earth, and the other bamboos are its descendants, which are all over the flood wilderness with the wind.

On this day, the giant bamboo, which had just given birth to a weak spiritual intelligence, ushered in an uninvited guest, a group of souls.

As this group of soul finches occupied the dove's nest, the original giant bamboo's spiritual wisdom was scattered.

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"When is this day going to be the beginning!" "Jiang Mu, who has turned into a giant bamboo, shook his body in boredom.

About three or four hundred years ago, Jiang Mu himself can't remember exactly how long. At that time, as soon as Eki woke up, he found that he had turned into a golden bamboo.

At first, Jiang Mu's first reaction was naturally horror, doubt, panic, and sadness.

Before he could properly honor the second elder, he crossed into such a fabulous world.

Maybe when he was young, Jiang Mu also fantasized about going through all kinds of things, but just thinking about it, it really happened to him, and only sadness and fear remained.

There are too many things to give up, and suddenly he came to this strange world, and he didn't know what kind of danger he would encounter, and Jiang Mu fell into confusion.

I was depressed for a while, but as time went by, many things were gradually buried in the bottom of Jiang Mu's heart. Eki also slowly began to accept his situation.

First of all, the meal xia eats qi, this kind of thing with a strong mythological color seems to be instinctively mastered.

At first, Jiang Mu felt quite fresh, and worked hard to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog. Feeling that he was getting longer, thicker and bigger little by little, and the more and more majestic energy in his body, Jiang Mu still had a great sense of accomplishment.

Later, I didn't have a sense of accomplishment, and I got used to it. So Eki began to think about life, think about philosophy, and think about a lot of useless things.

But as time went by, Jiang Mu slowly became too lazy to think, occasionally remembering the bits and pieces of his previous life, and then only numb breathing and practicing qi.

The sun rises and the moon sets, time passes quietly, and on this day, a sense of crisis suddenly filled Jiang Mu's heart, and the indescribable feeling made Jiang Mu nervous.

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[The main world is desolate, and the heavens are shuttling. There is no saint in this article. 】

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