Here's where it all started.

There is no time, no space, no chaos, no harmony, no Tao and rules, and naturally there are no living beings. Here is eternal dead silence.

I don't know when it began, a placenta appeared in this dead silence, and the placenta was in a wonderful state of non-existence and non-existence, which seemed to exist and did not seem to exist, and no one knew what was being conceived in the placenta.

For some reason, the placenta suddenly pumped gently, and it had the concept of "time". When the placenta is pumped, a trace of air escapes, which is the air flow becomes the "yes" from "nothing" to "have", and from "0" to "1" "1". Where the air flow through, there is "space".

The placenta does not know how often it pumps, and each time it pumps, it will escape the air flow, and I don't know what kind of evolution it has undergone, and a very small number of these air currents have given birth to a trace of the most primitive and rudimentary signs of life, they have no joys, sorrows, sorrows, or wisdom, and they are lower than cells, viruses, proteins, organic matter, and even inorganic rocks. But one way or another, they exist.

These air currents, whether they have signs of life or no signs of life, are not eternal, although no one knows how long they can exist, but one day, they will dissipate, and they will dissipate and fill the "space", so that the space will be further expanded.

After an unknown amount of time, the air currents with signs of life evolved into the most basic consciousness -- the desire for life! This has also become the main theme of all life and consciousness.

The placenta is constantly pumping out the air flow, the air flow is more and more, the space is getting wider and wider, the air flow produces signs of life, the signs of life evolve into basic consciousness, and the basic consciousness slowly evolves into basic wisdom...... Wonderful life evolves step by step...... The whole void space gradually became "lively".

I don't know how many years have passed, perhaps this period is much longer than all the recorded history of later generations combined, and the placenta that pumped out countless air currents still did not change, but on this day, it welcomed a "guest".

A huge air flow floated to the placenta, and this air flow turned into a giant, holding a giant axe that was also transformed by the air flow, and slashed towards the placenta! This air flow has undergone some wonderful evolution, and it actually struck the placenta between "being" and "non-existence".

Boom - for the first time in the void space there is a "sound" -

An unimaginable loud noise filled the entire void space in an instant, and countless air currents were shattered by this loud noise, turning into source energy to fill the void space.

The placenta was struck by a giant axe, and it exploded violently like a balloon, and countless air currents erupted in all directions like a volcanic eruption, endlessly expanding the area of the void space, and the speed of the jet was beyond anyone's imagination, and the speed of light, teleportation, flashing, etc., which was praised by later generations, was equivalent to zero speed in the face of such speed. With the blessing of such speed, those jetted air currents became the most terrifying weapons, and once the original air currents were hit by these air currents, they instantly turned into the most primitive origin energy to feed back into the space.

And in this endless air flow, there were forty-nine things like chains, which also spewed out at the same time.

The giant with the great axe bore the brunt of the blow, and was hit by the most violent impact of the air current, and was instantly shattered and torn apart, but the giant really knew it, and even in this case, it did not die, but swung the great axe again, and slashed at the forty-nine chains again.

Most of the chains were broken and broken by the giant axe, and one chain was completely shattered by the giant, turning into something unknown and merging into the giant's body.

After the chains were split and shattered, the fragments suddenly sprayed into all corners of the void space with the air current. The giant's eyes were quick, and his big hand grabbed it with all his might, but it grabbed a fragment that was nearly intact and forced it into the giant axe in its hand.

In a corner that I don't know how far away from here, a thin humanoid air flow stared blankly at everything in front of it, at the jet of air, at the scattered chain fragments, its body was shrouded in a faint light curtain, almost invisible, and then, it was such a faint light curtain, protecting this thin humanoid air flow, so that it was not from being shattered by the jetted air flow, no matter how fierce the jet air flow was, it was like the rain hitting the reef, it did not move.

A sentiment that would later be called sadness surfaced in her mind.

Before that, there was no concept of "emotion" in the void space, but at this moment, the "emotion" of "sadness" was born.

Before that, there was no concept of "death" in the void space, but at this moment, the concept of "death" was born.

This seems to be doomed, grief and death go hand in hand~

The thin humanoid airflow seemed to understand that its teacher, "dead", had been killed by the giant with the giant in his arm. The teacher will no longer sleep with him, he will never say things he doesn't understand, he won't say things he doesn't understand...... The teacher left it forever and never came back......

"Woo woo woo ......" the thin humanoid air flow let out a mournful roar, this was the first time a living creature had made a sound, but it was a cry of endless pain......

"Ahh

Its pain, its sorrow, its misery, no one can understand. No one knows who its teachers are, no one knows what kind of bond it has with its teachers, and no one knows what kind of past they have.

The thin humanoid airflow cried for a long time, as if it was tired of crying, and it floated in despair in the endless void, and a mood called "loneliness" appeared.

Before it met the teacher, it was also such a "person" wandering in the void space, never feeling lonely, but now, as soon as the teacher left, it felt terrible emptiness and loneliness.

Loneliness, not because there is only one person, but because there is one person missing.

It put its "hand" into its body, and carefully pulled out a stone pen, a stone table, a book, and a cloud of air.

If there is a second person at this time, he will be shocked endlessly, because this pen and this table are not virtual bodies formed by air currents, but real substances, exactly like the stones of later generations.

As for the book, it is even stranger, not an air current, not a substance, made of a well-known material, soft, translucent, somewhere between "being" and "not being", simply ...... It's like the placenta. The thin humanoid currents emitted when it took these things out, and it turned out that the faint curtain of light that shrouded it was not from itself, but from the book.

As for the air current, there is nothing peculiar about it, it is normal with other air currents, and there is nothing unusual about it.

It was a relic left to it by the teacher of the skinny humanoid airflow.

Its teacher often sat on the stone table and used the stone pen to write something on the book that it could not understand. She was often mischievous and disturbed her teacher, who took the air and threw it to her as a toy.

Looking at these things, the thin humanoid airflow felt a hint of comfort, as if the teacher was still by its side. Touching the book, looking at the light curtain that protects him, it seems that the teacher is still protecting it, forever and ever...... Forever......

"Ahh

The two emotions of "hatred" and "anger" were born.

"Must ...... Kill you!" In the pure and immature mind of the thin humanoid airflow, such a terrible thought was born, and the concept of "killing" was created.

It looked at the jet of air, and the fragments of chains that were mixed in with it, and remembered something that the teacher had taught it before, and it didn't understand it at the time, but now, it seemed to suddenly understand a little bit.

It clumsily picked up the book, remembering what the teacher had told it, and a miracle happened.

The book seemed to have an unimaginable attraction to the chains, and many fragments of the chains that had been randomly sprayed with the air currents poured towards the book.

A new thought came to the thin humanoid airflow, and an emotion called "hope" emerged.

"If the teacher's body is collected back, will the teacher come back?" The thin humanoid air flow remembered what the teacher had said before he was shattered by the giant axe, "'Live well!' After 129,600 cosmic reincarnations, we'll see you again!'

The grief of the thin humanoid airflow at this time will not be recorded by history, but this day will be firmly remembered by future generations.

On this day, Pangu will be forever praised by future generations for his great achievements in opening up the world!

This space filled with infinite air currents is called Hongmeng.

This day was called the first year of the Hongmeng Era by later generations!

On this day, this Hongmeng has an infinite chaotic airflow, and this Hongmeng has hope!

After that, the chaotic currents gave birth to more life, and these beings were unmatched. Nuwa, Hongjun and other huge beings who have been glorious for endless years were born at this stage.

After that, the chaotic air currents gave birth to more treasures, which were earth-shattering. The most powerful magic weapons such as the Pangu Axe, the Chaos Bead, the Hongmeng Sword, the Creation Jade Disk, the Hongmeng Purple Lotus, the Gate of Truth, the Doomsday Tribulation Gun, and the Great Grinding Disc of the World were also born at this stage.

After that, the chaotic currents gave birth to universes that gave birth to more and more weaker but easier to reproduce.

After the loss of his teacher, the thin humanoid airflow was growing rapidly, but he knew very well what kind of gulf there was between himself and Pangu, and the legend of Pangu could be heard from time to time in the universe. While cultivating desperately and trying to catch up, he was looking for a huge innate creature in Hongmeng, accepting him as a disciple and teaching Taoism, and he was fighting with the idea of beating a group if he couldn't beat it alone.

Countless universes have been born in Hongmeng, and the universe is constantly developing, prospering, growing, decaying, and extinguishing. Someone has counted,

"From the birth to the extinction of a great universe, it needs to go through four immeasurable eons, the inhabitation and the destruction of emptiness, and each stage is an immeasurable eon, and each immeasurable eons has 480 million eons, each of which is 5.6 billion years. Pangu called the time that a large universe goes through from birth to extinction a cosmic cycle. "Somewhere in the Harmony, a beautiful female saint said to an unknown being.

"It turns out that this is the reincarnation of the universe?" After listening to this, the unknown existence spoke softly, and his voice was neutral, not arguing between yin and yang.

For the first time, the beautiful beauty saint smiled at the sight of the unknown being.

"Recently, Nuwa and a few of them have been very close to Pangu~" I don't know if the unknown existence is asking questions or talking to himself.

The beautiful beauty saint suddenly felt a palpitation, she was the absolute henchman of that unknown existence, she knew too many secrets that others didn't know, at this time, she already felt that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was all over the building.

I don't know when it started, the war that affected the entire Hongmeng broke out, and the eight Hongmeng giants were divided into two factions and launched one tragic war after another. The two sides of the war were almost evenly matched, and even the immeasurable light, immeasurable longevity, eternal immortality, and indelible existences under the command of both sides died wave after wave like leeks, and the war was protracted and shattered countless universes. But the Nine giants themselves were not harmed in the slightest.

In this way, at the end of the 129,599th cosmic reincarnation, an unprecedented tragic battle began, and Nuwa, the thinker of the Pangu faction, came forward to rebel against a giant in the opposing camp, and the number of giants on both sides changed from four to four to five. Just when everyone thought that the Pangu faction would win, the mutant was born.

In this battle, the giants who had never been damaged before were also killed and wounded, the Pangu camp suffered a crushing defeat, and all the universes under their rule fell. The seriously injured Nuwa and Hongjun took the Pangu universe, the foundation of the Pangu camp, and went away to the frontier, took root, and re-evolved.

However, their enemies never thought of sparing them, and kept eyeing them, only waiting for them to make a mistake before swallowing them in one gulp. Of course, after the last great war, their enemies also suffered heavy losses, and it takes time to lick their wounds, it takes time to regroup, it takes time to digest the universe they occupy.

Nuwa had replaced Pangu as the leader of the Pangu faction at this time, and the wise and powerful Nuwa had always been the brains of the Pangu faction, so she naturally would not sit idly by. Before the last war, she had already calculated that this battle would be difficult to do, and she had already left a backhand, so she quietly activated her own backhand.

Both sides are in full swing to prepare, preparing for the final battle, preparing to draw a final end to this grievance that has lasted for 129,600 cosmic reincarnations.

"The 129,600 cosmic reincarnations are coming soon, teacher, your body, I'm almost done, it's just ...... There are only a few paragraphs left...... "The original thin humanoid creature has not changed its original intention, and it has been looking forward to it, looking forward to it...... As long as the teacher can be resurrected, he can do nothing, he doesn't want this earth-shattering cultivation, he doesn't want the value and power of this glorious universe, "I just want to lie on your lap again and sleep beautifully......"

It was also afraid, as its wisdom grew deeper and deeper, it understood more and more that even if its crazy plan succeeded, the teacher would not return, and its only thought was the teacher's words before he died, but now, it was also afraid, could the teacher really come back, or just give it a belief to live?

It doesn't dare to think so much, it only knows that even if there is a glimmer of hope, it will fight with all its might, even if it will betray its relatives, even if it will be notorious, even if it will die!