Primordial Era: From Primordial Human Race to Grand Luo Immortal

For those who seek enlightenment, time is the least valuable thing.

The so-called calamity of ferocious beasts orchestrated by fate turned out to be nothing more than a farce with much ado about nothing. Apart from the deaths of all the demon gods, he seemed to have gained nothing.

Perhaps that was his purpose.

More than a hundred years have passed since fate unleashed the great calamity of ferocious beasts. The enlightened ones have all returned to their respective territories, teaching their disciples and comprehending the Great Dao, living in great comfort.

Creatures from the Western Continent gradually entered it, and initially, the Daoists also wanted to divide the Western Continent into regions and incorporate them into their own domains.

However, they discovered that the area could not be changed, and those who had attained enlightenment could not enter it at will; it seemed to have become the realm of destiny, the embodiment of the threads of fate.

Recalling the legend of the Great Tribulation in Journey to the West, everyone understood that the Western Continent would indeed become the testing ground for the Great Tribulation in the future.

It is unknown what path those myriad races, who entered with high hopes seeking opportunities, will take under the influence of the calamity's aura.

Will you remain true to yourself and see the way forward, or will you fall into the cycle of desires and become a calamity?

There lies both a path to heaven and a root of depravity.

Ji Yuan had some guesses about fate. He thought that when the Great Dao imprint of the Chaos Demon God was completely destroyed, another Dao prover would emerge in the prehistoric world, and the Great Dao would fall into the prehistoric world.

The power of the chaotic universe is being distributed, and the primordial world will become stronger and stronger. If fate ultimately prevails, he will gain even more. The death of the Chaos Demon God may also be part of his calculations.

However, who will win and who will lose is still unknown. Fate has its own plans, and so do we.

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Huaguo Mountain is filled with the sounds of Taoism, and flowers bloom everywhere. Those who seek the Tao all gain enlightenment. Whether it is grass, trees, or stubborn rocks, at this moment, they all show signs of spiritual awakening and wisdom, which is enough to show the profound cultivation of the preacher and the thorough understanding of the Great Tao.

"Your Majesty, your understanding of the Great Dao has improved again! You're amazing!" Ji Yuan joked.

"Hey, you little rascal, you're actually teasing me. When it comes to preaching, you're the best, yet you insist on having us all preach it again. I don't know what you're thinking," Nuwa said with a smile.

Ji Yuan smiled and said, "Everyone's understanding of the Great Dao is different. In some aspects, I may be considered powerful, but in terms of understanding the Great Dao, everyone needs to have a different understanding in order to develop in a diversified way."

"Alright, alright, whatever you say. If there's nothing else, I'll head back. Humans have made quite a few gadgets over the years." Nuwa waved her hand and left.

Ji Yuan stood there, looking at the five-colored stone and the three gourds on the Bodhi tree, which were about to take human form.

Over the years, all the enlightened ones have spoken of the profound mysteries of the Great Dao. Whether or not the five disciples can understand them, at least they have heard them.

These profound principles will lend them a helping hand when they encounter matters related to this.

These past few years have been far from peaceful. The seven emotions and six desires have been surging, especially in the West, where demonic nature is on the rise. Many powerful beings have taken up residence in the West, vying for the opportunity to attain enlightenment. The journey to the West is about to begin.

As the Daoist chant resounded, Huaguo Mountain was once again enveloped in Daoist energy, this time to awaken the spirit of the entire mountain.

Ten thousand years is but a snap of the fingers in the eyes of a enlightened being.

Until one dawn when the morning dew had not yet dried, the world suddenly fell silent.

Five-colored divine light soared from the mountain peak, piercing through the thirty-three heavens and illuminating the nine netherworlds. All the myriad beings of the primordial world sensed it at the same time, and countless gazes were cast toward the shores of the East Sea—the chosen one was finally about to be born.

The multicolored boulder exploded with a deafening roar, and a monkey head sprang out from within, its eyes gleaming with golden light. It peered upwards, piercing through the barrier between heaven and earth and reaching straight into chaos.

Everyone in the heavenly realm was amazed; they were born with supernatural powers and already possessed such might.

The monkey looked down again, its gaze piercing through the Nine Netherworld Barrier, reaching the nineteenth level of hell, where it met the Buddha's gaze, filled with compassion for all things in the world.

"Amitabha." The Buddha murmured, and the monkey seemed to understand. The golden light immediately subsided, transforming into a golden cloak that draped over its back.

The monkey walked forward, leaping with each step, his heart pounding with excitement. He reached the Taoist priest, knelt down, and respectfully said, "Greetings, Master."

Ji Yuan nodded. "Now that you have been born and possess extraordinary abilities that reach the heavens and the earth, your name shall be Qi Tian. I hope that you will achieve great things in the future and become your own heaven."

Qi Tian kowtowed again, nine times in a row.

A golden light descended and landed on Qi Tian's head, transforming into a pattern. This was a name bestowed by Ji Yuan and recognized by Heaven and Earth. With this pattern, if Qi Tian were to fall into the demonic path one day, he would have a chance to return.

"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Master." Qi Tian knelt down again.

"Alright, get up. Your junior brothers will need some time, but you can start cultivating with me first," Ji Yuan said.

"Okay," Qi Tian replied.

Ji Yuan glanced at Qi Tian, ​​who was still fidgeting, and understood.

From the moment he was born, the so-called Mind Monkey, Will Horse, Golden Duke, Wooden Mother, and Yellow Woman were born in the primordial world, and the path of cultivation in the primordial world also changed.

Cultivators must seek the assistance of these five divine beings within their bodies in order to protect their true nature and embark on the path of the Great Dao. This is what destiny has ordained, in order to control the number of high-level cultivators in the prehistoric world and to make cultivation more difficult for those destined to travel west.

They are manifestations of these five gods, so they are naturally difficult to subdue.

Or rather, the most difficult one is Qi Tian, ​​who is the embodiment of a restless mind. The disciples who have not yet been born are all there to help him subdue his restless mind.

Qi Tian subdued his restless mind, which opened up their path. This process of subduing Qi Tian's restless mind was itself their path of cultivation.

At this moment, Qi Tian was restless and unable to calm his mind, hence his agitated and agitated appearance.

Ji Yuan said softly, "Qi Tian, ​​calm down."

This sentence carried the power of the Dao of Tranquility, and with just this one sentence, Qi Tian calmed down.

Qi Tian's eyes revealed a hint of realization: "Master, why do I feel as if there is another self in my heart? It has transformed into a wild horse, galloping in my heart. I feel so uncomfortable, I want to smash this world."

His eyes burned with a palpable flame, as if everything in the world except Ji Yuan was about to be smashed and destroyed, causing him immense pain and suffering.

With just a glance, Ji Yuan understood the root of the problem: Qi Tian's profound foundation was too strong, which ironically became a mental constraint for him. He had heard too many great principles, which in turn fueled an even stronger wild horse within his heart.

The mind is hard to tame, and the will is hard to control; this seems to be another scheme of fate.

Ji Yuan sighed softly, thinking to himself, "No wonder fate has never stopped me from cultivating the chosen ones. It turns out it had already thought of this. The stronger the foundation, the stronger the inner constraints. Fate, you are truly worthy of your reputation, your thinking is so profound."

"Qi Tian, ​​focus your mind and listen to the Great Dao," Ji Yuan said softly.

The sounds of the Great Dao resounded, making Flower Fruit Mountain seem like a fairyland. Boundless pure white energy permeated the air, and even the raging winds became calm. This was the great power of the Dao of Tranquility.

Under the boundless Daoist sound, Qi Tian gradually became calm, and the anxiety on his face lessened considerably.

"Thank you, Master." Qi Tian bowed again.

That feeling just now was truly agonizing, as if something I hated most was stirring within me, tormenting me.

“Alright, while your junior brothers are still unborn, you should follow me as a cultivator to calm your mind and pursue the Great Dao. Once they are born, things will be easier for you,” Ji Yuan said.

Qi Tian nodded and listened with his eyes closed.

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Preaching, listening to the sermon, practicing the sermon...

Qi Tian hadn't been cultivating any grand techniques or supreme supernatural powers these past few days; he had simply been listening to Ji Yuan's teachings, and the restlessness he felt had finally dissipated considerably.

"My master isn't here today, so why don't I go and take a look at Flower Fruit Mountain?" Qi Tian, ​​sitting on the Bodhi tree, rolled his eyes and pondered.

These days have been so incredibly boring. Listening to the Dao all day has eased my restlessness, but a sense of boredom is gradually creeping in.

"Then let's go. I haven't seen this place in a while."

Qi Tian tightened the clothes that Ji Yuan had woven for him and walked down the mountain.

After he left, Ji Yuan's figure slowly emerged. Looking in the direction Qi Tian had gone, he nodded. These days, he had sensed an unusual aura, the aura of predetermined destiny. Ji Yuan guessed that perhaps it was destiny in secret, playing some trick again.

Letting Qi Tian go out this time was also to see what fate was up to.

Qi Tian was extremely fast, and soon he arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a house stands, with wisps of smoke rising straight into the clouds.

Qi Tian's eyes were filled with joy. He wondered which race this was. Although he never left his home and had never left the mountain, he knew about the myriad races of this ancient world.

"Judging from the style of this house, perhaps it belongs to the human race?"

Qi Tian thought to himself.

He failed to notice that the spiritual energy of this vast Flower Fruit Mountain was too strong, far beyond what ordinary humans could withstand.

Reaching the house, Qi Tian walked straight inside and called out, "Is anyone home here?"

After a long while, there was no sound.

Qi Tian scratched his head, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He felt a strange attraction to this room, but his master's words kept replaying in his mind.

"Qi Tian, ​​there are many, many people in this world who covet your existence, so you must be careful in everything you do. If anything makes you feel uneasy, run away as soon as possible. With your master here, there is nothing to worry about."

A warm feeling washed over Qi Tian, ​​and he thought to himself, "There's something wrong with this place!"

He controlled the spiritual energy and was about to leave.

Black energy surged from the house, and a large hand engraved with countless inscriptions grabbed him and pulled him into the room.

"W-where is this?"

Qi Tian opened his eyes, and the world was already different.

Everything was pitch black.

No, that's not right!

Qi Tian looked again and saw many shadows flashing by within the black mist.

Unconsciously, he activated his innate supernatural power, the Golden Eyes of Truth.

This innate supernatural power has the ability to see through everything. No matter what kind of hidden formation or trick to bewitch people, it can be easily seen through.

Over the years, Ji Yuan has also frequently trained his natal spirit and plans to find an opportunity to further refine this divine power.

Therefore, the power of his supernatural ability is truly extraordinary.

With the help of his supernatural powers, he actually saw some unusual things.

Those shadows clearly depict the lives of the myriad spirit races.

The images showed deep markings, and the protective measures allowed for time adjustment.

Unbeknownst to him, Qi Tian broke up and touched one of the shadows, and images began to appear in his mind.

This is a strange bird that reaches the heavens and the earth; it spreads its wings like a roc in the sky and swims like a giant kun in the sea.

One day, two young men draped in the sun came over, seemingly talking to him about something. The strange bird seemed to disagree, and the two men used a supernatural power that Qi Tian could not understand.

Soon the strange bird was in excruciating pain and had no choice but to submit to the two young men.

Qi Tian grew a little impatient and, understanding the unspoken message, touched the scale in his hand.

In an instant, the scene changed again.

This is a magnificent and spectacular scene, a scene completely different from the Master's sermons.

A desolate and bleak atmosphere prevailed.

Above and below, there was an endless army; the sky was filled with swirling demonic energy, and the earth was shrouded in malevolent aura.

Four large words appeared in his mind.

Lich measures calamity.

"This is actually the Lich Calamity that Master spoke of."

Qi Tian was puzzled.

Over the years, Ji Yuan has not only expounded on the Great Dao, but has also popularized various kinds of primordial knowledge to him.

These great calamities were naturally among them.

The Lich Wars left the deepest impression on him.

“I remember what Master said: This Lich Tribulation is actually a game for a seeker of the Dao. The extinction of both races is their inevitable fate. No matter what choices they make, they will all end up in the same way.”

"Then that strange bird, isn't it a Kunpeng?"

Qi Tian still remembered what his master had said: that Kunpeng was the most pitiful, originally a carefree seeker of the Dao, but was forcibly incorporated into the demon race.

He became a demon master of the demon race, holding a position but no power, and possessing no decent spiritual treasures, only the demon master's palace formed from the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

Although he survived the Lich War, he later died.

Then he was resurrected due to the great changes in the primordial world, and finally, under various circumstances, he became a Primordial Golden Immortal.

"I don't know why this place is making me see all this?"

Qi Tian was puzzled, and his heart began to feel restless again. He regretted it, regretted that he should not have gone down the mountain. He always felt that something was drilling into his heart.

Before he could think it through, the scene showed the witch clan and the demon clan fighting a great battle.

Before he knew it, Qi Tian had become increasingly addicted.

He felt that he should fight against heaven and earth, and his master's instruction to calm his mind seemed to be suppressing his true nature.

"No! That's not right! Master wouldn't harm me!"

Qi Tian shouted loudly.

"You, who are you?"

Although Qi Tian was unsettled, he knew who was good to him, and this place was clearly trying to sow discord between him and his master.

Although I was agitated, there was still a sliver of clarity in my mind.

In that brief moment of chaos, the scene before my eyes changed again.

This time, Qi Tian saw himself.

He wore a tiger-skin skirt and killed several bad people who wanted to harm him and his master.

But Master's appearance changed. He was no longer peaceful, but had a kind of stubbornness that annoyed people. He became mean and questioned himself about why he killed people.
Unbeknownst to him, a surge of resentment rose within Qi Tian; he wanted to kill his master.

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(End of this chapter)