The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Fang Xun's consciousness gradually regained consciousness, but when he subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, he found that he seemed to have no such organ as eyes. Not only his eyes, but his body also did not exist.

He couldn't see, touch, hear or smell, as if only his thinking consciousness was left.

It was dark all around, space no longer existed, and time had lost its meaning.

There were no years in the chaos, and Fang Xun's consciousness was in a trance. It seemed like only one second had passed, and yet it seemed like billions of years had passed.

Finally, a ray of light came on.

Fang Xun saw a giant standing tall and holding a huge axe.

The light he sensed was exactly the cold light emitted by the axe blade in the giant's hand!
laugh--

The huge axe chopped straight down, and with a faint sound, it actually split the space.

In an instant, the dark void spread out with the giant as the center like a torn piece of satin, and chaos manifested the flow of clear and turbid air. From then on, there was finally a concept of using reference objects to form space.

Then, the clear water rose up to become the sky, and the turbid water fell down to become the earth. A new world was created, and the concept of time was formed.

Seeing this, Fang Xun was shocked and finally reacted.

"Is this the Pangu Creation of the Thunderbolt World?!"

The scene of Pangu creating the world lasted only a brief moment, and then scene after scene flashed by, and Fang Xun felt like he was watching a slide show.

The desolate world gradually came to life, all things multiplied and fought, playing out scenes of the laws of the jungle.

These pictures flashed by Fang Xun's eyes, and after countless years, the speed of time finally slowed down.

He saw a goddess standing alone in the vast world.

The divine woman has a body of a snake and a tail, and she has a dignified, noble and elegant temperament. She exudes the aura of nature from head to toe, and in front of her are clay human figures.

After Fang Xun saw this goddess, he felt an unconscious admiration in his heart. If he had a body now, he would definitely bow down to her involuntarily.

"Nuwa created humans?"

This scene made him realize what it was immediately.

Nuwa gently waved the green vine in her hand, and the vine seemed to be whipping the void, and actually drew out a pool of three-colored water, just like the three-light holy water in mythology and legend.

With a swish, the Three Lights Holy Water was dispersed and turned into a rain of light that fell on the earth and on the clay figures.

In an instant, these clay figures came alive and became flesh and blood.

After they opened their eyes and saw their Creator, they all bowed down in worship and shouted "Holy Mother".

At this time, Fang Xun found that everyone was kneeling on the ground to worship their creator, but there was still a clay figure that stood out from the crowd and was silent.

The aura of this clay figure was neither yin nor yang, neither heavenly nor human, which also attracted Nuwa's attention.

As if she saw something, Nuwa sighed, and forced a drop of blood from between her fingers that fell two inches below the corner of the clay figure's eye, turning into a bright red teardrop mole.

Suddenly, the clay figure also fell into reincarnation.

The scene in front of Fang Xun was also frozen at this moment.

In a trance, Fang Xun felt that he had had a very long dream. In the dream, he transformed into various living beings and experienced reincarnations life after life.

Among these creatures, there are both humans and animals, and their common feature is a bright red teardrop mole at the corner of their eyes.

It was not until the last life that he found himself transformed into a familiar person - Gong Wuhou. Only then did Fang Xun realize that he was experiencing Gong Wuhou's life after life.

After he experienced Gong Wuhou's tragic life firsthand and burned himself in the soft red, he finally opened his eyes.

A flash of blood flashed across his pupils, and then they gradually regained focus.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Fang Xun felt that the world seemed to have become different.

All the energy in the world is clearly visible, and there are also rays of light representing life nearby that are visible everywhere.

This sudden realization triggered a trace of memory fragments in Nuwa's blood. He not only saw Pangu creating the world and Nuwa making humans in the Thunderbolt world, but also experienced Gong Wuhou's life after life as if he were there in person.

The benefits are simply beyond words. Not to mention the latter's tempering of one's state of mind, let's just talk about Pangu creating the world and Nuwa creating human beings.

Although it was only a brief moment, it made Fang Xun feel that his Original and Great Thousand Styles had been sublimated.

The vast universe returns to its original state, the yin and yang merge to create the universe, and the three swords, four knives, and seven killing disasters, these are the three styles of life and death that represent the foundation of Fang Xun's martial arts.

Although the three styles of Origin, Great Thousand, and End have extremely lofty intentions, they were ultimately imagined by Fang Xun based on the Big Bang theory of his previous life combined with some myths and legends.

After all, he didn't have the ability to personally observe how the universe was born and destroyed, and how all things in the world were created.

After watching Pangu create the world and Nuwa create human beings, Fang Xun was deeply touched. Looking back at his own three methods of birth and death, he felt that they were so crude and full of holes that they were not worthy of the eyes and were full of flaws.

'The benefits this time are really huge.'

While feeling emotional, Fang Xun was also scanning the surroundings and soon discovered that the wooden kite had landed in an empty square, and he was sitting cross-legged on the wooden kite's back.

There was no one in the square, and there were high walls on all sides, as if it was the mansion of a wealthy family.

Behind the high wall, there were deep auras rising and falling, as if a group of soldiers were guarding the yard, preventing anyone from entering the yard and disturbing his enlightenment.

"Have we arrived at the Prince of Liang's Mansion? I don't know how long I have been enlightened this time."

After figuring out where he was, Fang Xun jumped off the wooden kite and patted the wooden bird's head.

With a swish, the wooden kite soared into the sky, and a gust of air swept across when its wings spread out. In just a blink of an eye, the wooden kite flew back into the sky.

The soldiers guarding the gate of the courtyard seemed to have noticed the movement, and soon there was the sound of footsteps. Fang Xun saw a golden-armored general with a dozen personal guards pouring into the courtyard.

The golden-armored general was tall and burly, with a rough and majestic face. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he met Fang Xun's eyes.

In an instant, the golden-armored general and a dozen of his personal guards froze and stood still.

'This face is really pretty.'

This was their first thought. Although it was not the first time they saw it, their eyes couldn't help but move to the bright red teardrop mole.

But the next moment, he felt an ancient and vicissitudes of life aura lingering around the other person.

Fang Xun was also looking at these dozen people.

The leading golden-armored general has a deep aura and is full of energy and blood. He is a great master of Yangshen, while the rest of his bodyguards are all masters who have reached the highest level of enlightenment.

He had just finished his practice and had not yet gathered his energy when the terrifying pressure directly pressed upon the hearts of the dozen or so people, causing the golden-armored general and his personal guards to turn pale.

Suddenly, a faint demonic aura escaped from the golden-armored general without warning, which directly attracted Fang Xun's attention.

But the next moment, the evil nature was fleeting and deeply hidden again, making people feel like it was an illusion. (End of this chapter)