Jiayou's Fun

Boy, why are you crying?

When 'Lu Qian' cried bitterly, a slightly hoarse voice sounded from the side.

'Lu Qian' raised his head and saw a faint bright light. He was a thin, short, but energetic little old man. Her little hair was tied into three small buns on her head, and she was holding a branch of a Yaya tree branch in her hand, looking down at herself lying on the grass stem with a smile.

Behind the little old man's head, there was a very faint bright light. At first glance, it looked thin and weak, but if you look carefully, you can see that there are endless mountains and rivers, an infinite universe, and countless creatures living inside.

'Lu Qian' was stunned, and then subconsciously bowed to the little old man.

He quickly told the little old man his origins, origins, life and death for hundreds of lives, and the great horror he had learned from them.

Poor me, I was originally a member of the Chaos Gods and Demons, but I have a weak foundation and a shallow foundation. I am living and dying, and I will not last long. 'Lu Qian' cried: If this happens a few more times, the kid's intelligence will disappear. It’s nothing, and my true self will be destroyed from now on…”

The little old man sighed softly: Poor, pitiful, and one who cannot transcend. So, I will give you a skill that will give you a chance to transcend. Are you willing?

Before 'Lu Qian' could speak, the little old man shook his head gently: I'm sorry for you. Although you have the foundation of an innate god and demon, your foundation is really shallow. How much effect my ability can have on you depends on you. It’s your own chance!”

The branch in the little old man's hand gently touched Lu Qian's forehead, and a message like a clear spring poured into his mind and was engraved in his soul. The extremely brief hundreds of words, every word of which is precious, contain extremely profound and profound truths. ‘Lu Qian’ thought about it for a moment and immediately stayed where he was.

The little old man looked at the dazed 'Lu Qian', smiled slightly, turned around and left.

'Lu Qian' came back to his senses and hissed: Dare you ask me your senior's surname? I'm so kind and virtuous, boy...

Without turning his head, the little old man stretched out a hand and waved it behind him: You don't need to repay me for anything. If Pindao's way can conquer the world, it will prove that Pindao's way is on the right track. If it is Even a kid like you can't cross over, which proves that the road for poor people is dangerous and long, so you have to keep climbing.

If you are successful in practice, just go and help others.

If your practice fails and you fall into reincarnation, losing your roots and wisdom, don't blame me.

The little old man left calmly. 'Lu Qian' saw that a little further away, there were several burly men with hair tied in buns and solemn faces, lined up in a row, waiting solemnly for the little old man. They gathered together and whispered a few words. Naturally, a wisp of auspicious clouds rose under their feet. They stepped on the clouds and left silently.

As the sun set in the west, 'Lu Qian' began to gather ideas and comprehend the great road for the first time on that grass stem.

In his origin, although it is weak and inconspicuous, the vigorous and unyielding vitality is inspired bit by bit.

Mayfly, the most pitiful little insect in the world. Other insects grow in spring and die in winter, so at least they can still experience the four seasons. Only mayflies live and die, and even 'indescribable ice'... It is precisely such weak and pitiful insects that can multiply and grow up between heaven and earth, and live endlessly. Although they are weak, there is a trace of creation vitality in their blood. It is tougher and more powerful than some extremely powerful mythical beasts and birds.

Although it is as humble as dirt, dirt can be found everywhere. No matter how you trample on it, it cannot be eliminated.

The ray of vitality in the bones of ‘Lu Qian’ is like the soil that can be seen everywhere, humble and inferior, but extremely long-lasting. Those high and mighty people may have fallen countless times, but little bugs like him quietly thrived in unknown corners, with endless descendants.

I just want to live a little longer. 'Lu Qian' told himself.

With every breath and breath, the spiritual power of heaven and earth mixed with a faint rhyme of the Dao Dao was inhaled into the body by 'Lu Qian' using the secret method taught by the little old man. ‘Lu Qian’ quietly realized the changes in his body. The physical body is still weak and small, but his soul is growing slightly.

The growth of his soul fed back into his physical body, making his weak and insignificant insect body slowly grow stronger.

On this day, 'Lu Qian' saw the sun setting in the west and the bright moon rising in the east. Then, he watched the bright moon set behind the mountains in the west bit by bit, but he survived tenaciously.

One day...two days...three days...

January...two months...march...

He survived.

The shackles of life destined in the Mayfly bloodline have been broken. With the body of an extremely weak and insignificant insect, ‘Lu Qian’ broke through the limitations of his own clan’s bloodline and survived tenaciously. He saw the sun rising and the moon setting, he saw the spring rain and autumn frost, he saw the green pines frozen in winter, and even realized the timeless and powerful ‘Tao’ contained in the changing of the four seasons and the reincarnation of heaven and earth!

He flapped his weak wings and flew into the sky, to the top of the mountain, into the deep valley, and even dived into the deep water without knowing whether he was alive or dead. He quietly realized the mystery of the movement of heaven and earth, and inscribed the secrets of heaven and earth little by little. In your own soul, merge into your own body...

He grew stronger bit by bit, and then, that day, his body was smashed into pieces by a figure running past.

He died so inexplicably that he didn't even know which reckless bastard killed him.

Fortunately, his soul did transcend the limitations of his bloodline, and his soul became thousands of times more powerful than his descendants. His vision went dark for a while, but when he regained his consciousness, he had already landed on a newly born baby!

'people'!

'Lu Qian' is still confused, but Lu Qian has already understood clearly that in this life, he has finally put aside the shackles of his innate blood. He has transcended, he has 'evolved', and he has transformed from a ephemeral mayfly into a human being. Became a 'person'!

The hundreds of words taught by the little old man are deeply engraved in my heart.

He continued to silently absorb the wisdom of heaven and earth, silently comprehend the great ways of heaven and earth, and silently observe the 'people' around him. They eat their hair and drink blood, and they use animal skins to keep out the cold. The men among them fight to the death in the wilderness every day, hunting for food, while the women are busy inside and outside the caves, picking fruits and collecting all available crops.

When 'Lu Qian' grew up to five or six years old, his strength was comparable to that of the most powerful adult male in the small tribe. He was about to reveal his skills and highlight his extraordinary abilities when a dragon shadow soared from high in the sky. A child in the tribe curiously pointed at the dragon shadow sliding across the sky. The giant dragon lowered its head arrogantly. , spitting a mouthful of flame towards the cave disapprovingly.

The entire cave, the entire tribe, No. 137 men, women, and children, along with the entire mountaintop, were melted into magma!

Die again.

Another reincarnation.

In this life, he is still a 'human'. But this time, he was very lucky. He was not reborn in a small tribe, but in a large tribe with tens of thousands of people. A stable life and good food and clothing allowed him to grow up to ten years old smoothly... Just when he was about to stand out a little bit, the war came, and the big tribe next door attacked him. As a man whose height exceeds the waist of an adult man, Young man', he was beheaded with a knife.

Die again.

Reborn once.

This time he was even more lucky. He was reincarnated into a large tribe with hundreds of thousands of people. The civilization of this tribe is obviously more developed. They knot ropes to remember things, burn pottery as utensils, and even learned to build thatched cottages and build earthen walls to ward off wild beasts.

‘Lu Qian’ thought that in this life he could grow up quietly and peacefully, practicing little by little to reach the state of ‘transcendence’.

As a result, on this day, he saw a ray of water across the void, and a giant man thousands of miles tall was furious and slammed into the sky pillar at the core of the earth.

The pillars of heaven collapsed and the sky tilted eastward. From the extremely high and mysterious high-dimensional heaven, immeasurable silvery river water swooped down. There was a continuous downpour. A huge flood that was hundreds of miles high suddenly appeared on the earth. Countless mountain peaks They were all submerged by the flood, and countless demons, monsters, ferocious birds and beasts came out, crazy hunting for fat and delicious 'people'!

When he was fifteen years old, 'Lu Qian' was killed by a black panther with wings on his back in order to protect his mother!

Of course, when he reached the age of fifteen, he already had some magical powers. When he was about to die, he gathered all the strength in his body, condensed a small thunder light, and exploded the black panther's head.

Die again.

Reborn once.

The flood has receded, and in the void, a beautiful woman whose lower body is a giant snake can be seen. She is holding up five-color magma and is busy repairing the gap between the broken high-latitude heaven and the earth.

The beautiful woman was busy and chattering. She had incredible magical powers. Countless creatures in the entire wild land could hear her scolding.

Hey, why are you fighting and killing? Just be quiet and calm down, okay?

Isn't it good to plant flowers, vegetables, and raise cats and dogs?

No fighting and killing, peace!

Speaking of which, you bastards with brains full of flesh, do you know what 'peace' means?

‘Lu Qian’ was just curious about who this half-human, half-snake beautiful woman was.

Lu Qian, who was 'looking on', was already so excited that he almost yelled - this, this... the figure who broke the sky pillar, this beautiful woman who patched the sky, this is clearly, clearly... The myth he was most familiar with in his previous life!

The mending of the sky continues.

Lasted for hundreds of years.

In the tribe of people, there are great wise men who understand the heaven and earth, imitate the universe, and realize the magical powers that belong to people.

They call themselves ‘witches’!

They walked the earth, killed evil spirits, drove away wild beasts, and spread civilization. They planted mulberry trees, learned writing, established etiquette, and drafted rules...

'Lu Qian' saw with his own eyes that the primitive and barbaric human tribe had the most primitive 'tribal alliance' structure, and concepts such as 'tribe', 'surname', 'bloodline', and 'clan' were gradually taking shape!

After he grew up, he also became a wise and powerful 'witch', running around the wild land day and night.

Occasionally, a mayfly flitted past him.

He would also stop thoughtfully and look at the insects that were living and dying with a smile!