"Eighteen thousand years...... I've finally come out of the Buzhou Mountains......"

There was a faint wetness in Fu Xi's eyes, which were tears of emotion, looking back at the endless majestic mountains, he had too many emotions to express.

"From the small to the big, to see the leopard in the tube, how crazy is the calamity of this world? The war has swept the world, it is unimaginable!"

"The Lich Tribulation can also be understood, one Zhou Tian Xingdou covers the Flood Desolate Continent, and the other is a Heavenly God Evil, manifesting the body of Pangu......" he was complaining, "But if it is the Dragon Han Tribulation, how can it be rectified?"

"The so-called three tribes of scale armor, birds, and beasts, if you don't point out the skills of the teleportation array, I'm afraid that it will take hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years for the army to move forward?"

"That's funny......"

After thinking for a moment, Fu Xi put this matter behind him and stopped paying attention. As long as he pushes his plan forward step by step, no matter what kind of catastrophe it is, the future heaven and earth are destined to have a place.

"You still have to develop seriously...... No matter which aspect you think about it, the realm of the Golden Immortal is too far behind. Fu Xi muttered to himself, "Unless you reach the level of Da Luo, this watershed realm in the innate sacredness." ”

Da Luo is the degree of complete consummation of the innate sacred, and from the perspective of heaven and earth, it can be regarded as a true adult.

What kind of height Da Luo can reach after that, whether it is to eat fragrant and spicy food, or clear water and pickles, it is up to them to open up the way, and this universe will no longer support a cent.

"With such a far-sighted existence as this seat, the road after Da Luo must go very fast, right?" Along the established direction, he went away step by step, truly integrating into this era, "The so-called hybrid element, the so-called saint, what kind of scenery will there be at that level?"

"I'm looking forward to it......"

......

Time turns, and Fu Xi has been moving forward, observing all kinds of situations in this desolate world.

"The traces of life began to gradually spread throughout this side of the universe...... However, the vast majority of these unconscious beings are alive, and there are very few who are truly psychic. ”

There is an essential chasm between psychic spirits and creatures that reproduce and spread by survival instincts. The former has already begun its own pursuit and has infinite possibilities, while the latter can only be the background of the entire world, the lowest cornerstone.

"Although the baptism of the sun and the moon gives any living being the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation, the world is too dangerous, and life is too weak!" Fu Xi recalled the scene he had seen, "Many living beings can't wait for the day when they open their spiritual wisdom, and they can't tell when they will fall into a catastrophe." ”

A thunderbolt, a fire, thousands of miles of scorched marks, thousands of miles without a trace, the beginning of life is so fragile.

How difficult is it to endure one calamity after another, wait for the birth of self-consciousness, and finally embark on the path of cultivation?

This is only the external calamity of heaven and earth, not the relationship between the food chain or the food network in which the living beings themselves live.

A Peng bird is killed, and a group that is still in ignorance is wiped out, and soon becomes excrement and rejoins the cycle of heaven and earth.

The bloody way of conquest and killing is incomparably simple in this desolate world.

Of course, when the base is large enough, the miracle light of life will always shine in the heavens and the earth.

Fu Xi once saw that on a night of wind, rain and thunder, an ancient tree that had been imprinted with too many traces of time finally perfected its own wisdom, swallowed the glory of the stars and moon, and embarked on the path of cultivation.

It perceives the wind and rain, and comprehends the supernatural powers. After three hundred cycles of the sun and moon, it extinguished a fire that threatened to destroy the entire forest as it expanded, and after twelve spring and autumn changes, it was confronted with a wild beast that fed on grass and trees, and blasted it to slag with a thousand powerful crossbow arrows.

Sheltering the trees within a radius of a hundred miles, that is its kindred, has a greater chance of surviving in this heaven and earth.

Cultivation is the only way to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth in this era!

......

"Heaven and earth are merciless, but they are incomparably just. Wandering among the mountains and rivers, Fu Xi witnessed all kinds of situations, and was touched in a trance, looking at all things from the perspective of heaven and earth.

His heart gradually calmed down, his Dao heart was like a heavenly heart, indifferently examining everything in this world, and few things could make waves in his heart.

"In this era—at least now, it is difficult for psychic spirits to become a ...... climate"

Along the way, summarizing the information obtained from various observations, Fu Xi has some understanding of the basic pattern of this era.

"Embarking on the path of cultivation in a daze, relying on instinct to achieve enlightenment, the perception and harvest are too scattered and unsystematic, let alone stepping into a higher realm. ”

Animal spirits, they attach importance to their own body, qi and blood, which is the basis for their most intuitive sense of their own existence, and then they think about improving these aspects.

Plant-based spirits are difficult to move, but they also have their own strengths, feel the light and withstand the baptism of wind and rain, this little bit of washing, but a lot of talent in spells.

No one preached, no one preached, groped in the dark, and every psychic spirit eventually achieved different results in their cultivation.

The good thing to say is called a hundred flowers blooming, and the ugly thing to say is that there is no order, Xia Ji eight practice!

It's a dangerous thing!

Cultivation is never a simple thing, there is no detailed and flawless inheritance, and there is no extraordinarily powerful essence, everything depends on oneself to ponder and cultivate, don't end up cultivating and cultivating to death!

What are the consequences of a wrong line of practice? How can we save ourselves from being on the verge of going mad?

In addition to these, there are also external forces, such as the requirement for immortality in the Journey to the West, there is a theory of three calamities, tossed once in five hundred years, I don't know the inside story, I don't know how to resist, and I don't know how to die!

There is no inheritance, no roots, and in a world of reckless cultivation, there is no problem in saying that there is no problem in dying and living.

If you really go to the end and open up a perfect and unobstructed exercise, then the luck is really amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say a word about the son of destiny!

"The matter of cultivation can only be carried out by those who come before and those who come after us...... If you want these acquired spirits to be on the stage, unless the innate divine is truly involved in the cause of preaching, and it is promoted on a large scale. ”

"But then again, if there are not enough benefits, which god will have nothing to do and spread the cultivation system?" A figure was like lightning, speeding through the sky, "There is really such a day, I'm afraid it's also because there is a catastrophe coming, and enough cannon fodder is needed!"

"Hey...... Great catastrophe! Great opportunity!"