On the desolate land, there is a person walking in a song, this person is dressed in white, his face is like a crown of jade, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he holds a jade-colored umbrella in his hand, and hangs a jade flute on his waist. This is none other than Jun Qianyi.

Since Pangu opened the heavens and transformed into all things, there has been only one chaotic creature left between heaven and earth. A sense of loneliness and loneliness suddenly arises. The ancients are humane, how to solve worries, only Du Kang. But when this world was born, how could there be good wine, that is, even the human race was not born, let alone Du Kang.

Better do it than wish it done. Jun Qianyan was simply ready to do it himself, with plenty of food and clothing. He knows a little bit about the method of wine-making, but at the beginning of the flood and famine, where will there be grain and rice for his own wine-making purposes! Thinking about it, Jun Qianxian still decided to brew some fruit wine first, after all, there are still a lot of innate spiritual roots between heaven and earth in this early bloom! In addition, when he was looking for the World Tree during the chaos period, he had traveled through three thousand chaos and met a lot of chaos and innate spiritual roots, this was the only choice for winemaking, just thinking about the wine in his stomach was hooked, and it became more and more out of control.

In the 10,000 years after Pangu opened the sky, Jun Qianyan wandered unhurriedly in every corner of the wilderness, whenever he encountered some innate spiritual roots, the treasures of heaven and earth were all scavenged, and they were loaded into the Dao scroll of gods and demons. Rao is like this, and what Jun Qianyan has collected is only a drop in the bucket of the desolation, after all, the desolate world of Pangu is too big.

Later generations of "Classic of Mountains and Seas" once divided the land of the flood into "East Mountain Classic", "West Mountain Classic", "South Mountain Classic", "North Mountain Classic" and "Overseas Classic", the extreme east, extreme south, extreme west, and extreme north of the flood wilderness are surrounded by mountain systems, each mountain system has thousands of miles of land, collectively called 100,000 mountains.

Now the flood is at the beginning of the wilderness, the aura is encircling, and the breath of life is rich, but few life forms appear. Those famous gods of the desolation also seem to be hiding in some horns and secretly giving birth. So Jun Qianyan traveled all the way, and he didn't even see anyone who could shout or scream, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart.

It was almost evening, and Jun Qianyan's footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and after a while, he stopped at the edge of a mountain forest. Glancing at the strange bamboo mountain in front of him with interest, the breeze blowing, the bamboo leaves swaying, and the qi is swirling, Jun Qianyan stroked his eyebrows and smiled: "This flood is so big, it is indeed wonderful, it can actually give birth to this purple square bamboo, interesting and interesting!"

At this time, when the moonlight was rising, Jun Qianyan sat on the moon, leaned on the purple bamboo, raised the jasper flute in his hand, and a long song came out. Finger under the sycamore water breaks, the hole flute blows out of the general strange. Bosom friends have no trouble, and they can also be like children if they have ears. Tea and wine leisure tonight month, people are lonely last year's words. Echo on the pillow on the return forever, and the experience is leisurely said with whom.

A faint mourning, accompanied by the sound of the flute, echoed in the bamboo forest over and over again, I don't know how many times later, the Oriental fish belly was white. The sun star rose high again, Jun Qianyan let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, put down the flute in his hand, stared at the sky curiously, and said with a smile: "Thousands of gold are easy to get, confidants are hard to find, although you have not been transformed, you can understand the sorrow in my heart, and it is also fate!"

The bamboo mountain is full of purple bamboo, and there is not only a living soul of Jun Qianyan, there are many bamboos that have given birth to spiritual wisdom, all of which are young boys and girls, looking timidly at the bamboo forest, some spirit beasts are also very docile, cultivated by the breath of the bamboo forest, mild temperament, swallowing aura, and cultivating into refinement. Qingzhu and the others obviously don't have any cultivation methods, they are all groping and cultivating on their own, and most of the people on the mountain are earth immortals, and only a few Dao practice mana have reached the level of heavenly immortals, and they don't know how long they have been cultivating.

On the bamboo mountain, Jun Qianyan built a few simple bamboo houses, as a cultivator, he didn't care much about the environment, but he was elegant and quiet, Jun Qianyan nodded with satisfaction, found a high platform in front of the bamboo house and sat down, looked at the purple bamboo mouth full of mountains and said: "Even if I travel here, this bamboo mountain is also related to me, so I will give some opportunities to the creatures here."

Looking at the purple bamboo in the mountains, a silver-white lotus flower appeared out of thin air to support Jun Qianyan, and Jun Qianyan sat firmly on the lotus.

Jun Qianyan said solemnly: "I am the eternal Dao monarch of the East China Sea, I can't bear the ignorance of the creatures in Zhushan, I don't know how to practice, I am preaching for three thousand years, and I want to wait for good people to practice the road."

The next moment, the Taoist Xuanyin spit out from Jun Qianyan's mouth, the heavens and the earth reflect each other, as if there is a dark heavenly sound divine music, and the sound of the heavenly sounds permeates the heavens and the earth, only to feel that all kinds of wonderful truths and true meanings emerge in my heart, so that the creatures of Zhushan are addicted to it at once. This is the sound of the Great Dao, which evolved from the Three Thousand Chaos Inscriptions, communicating the Supreme Three Thousand Great Dao.

This lecture is 3,000 years, only talking about the cultivation method of the Great Dao, starting from refining oneself and building the foundation, talking about the truth of refining the five qi, condensing the three flowers, building Qingyun, and forming the immortal light in the refining of the Void and Void Combination Dao, and talking about the completion of the Immortal Dao;

Speaking of three thousand years, Zhushan can no longer sit down, until Zhushan is millions of kilometers away, you can hear the sound of this mysterious and infinite avenue, and countless creatures with the heart of the Tao in their hearts are rushing madly. From time to time, you can see the scene of the transformation of the thunder falling, especially on the bamboo mountain, many spiritual bamboos turn into shapes, sit on the spot, indulge in the metaphysics of the avenue and cannot extricate themselves, and listen to it as if they are fascinated.