After Fang Yuan threw a small stone like a mischief, he dominated the Five Elements Continent, and the Giant Beast Kingdom with its unique civilization died out like this.

In front of the Creator, even the king of the continent is as insignificant as dust.

"But there are still benefits to the landing of these sea beasts......"

Fang Yuan Shenyuan spread, and suddenly on the two continents, he found the bloodlines of many giant beasts.

These descendants of theirs have faded, and they no longer have the size and appetite of their ancestors, and their temperament is much gentler, which is also a great abundance for the species of the continent.

……

On the Five Elements Continent.

After exterminating the nearby giant beasts, Xuan relied on his powerful force and great prestige to directly integrate all the human tribes and establish a huge tribe centered on the Great River Basin and constantly radiating around, called the 'country'.

This new nation, which is mainly half-farming and half-pastoral, has begun to explore fallow and other techniques, and even slaves have appeared.

A large number of newly discovered tribes, known as the 'wild people', corresponded to the 'people' of the previous Great River tribes, and the wild people did not have much political power, and had to pay regular tribute to Xuan in order to gain recognition, and once they could not pay the tribute, they risked being taken away from everything and reduced to slavery.

Relying on the hard work of the slaves, Xuan and the first aristocratic slave owners enjoyed a life of poverty and luxury, and the whole kingdom was also developing steadily.

During this period, traces of the life of the giant beasts were also discovered, especially those Stonehenge texts full of mysteries, which made the human race worship as if they had seen a miracle.

Inspired by Stonehenge, the priests of Xuan studied its mysteries and perfected their own writing and other aspects.

An emerging human kingdom is rising on the Five Elements Continent.

……

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Xuan also gradually entered old age, and fell into the common disease of all ancient feudal kings - suspiciousness and fear!

I'm afraid that a stronger replacement will appear and take away the power from them!

For this reason, he began to find an excuse to exclude dissidents, and wanted to support his son and become the leader of the Xuan Kingdom.

Obviously, this kind of evolution from the public world to the family world, needless to say, was resisted at the beginning, and all kinds of obstacles, both open and covert, made Xuan have to take more radical measures to suppress it, which brought about the turmoil of the entire country.

Peng is a member of the wild people of the Xuan Kingdom.

In fact, in his understanding, he is still a tribesman.

It's just that the tribe has been conquered by a larger tribe, so they must work hard to pay tribute, or they will be requisitioned.

Therefore, in this small tribe, there was both envy and hostility towards the people who were rumored to live within the high walls, and drove slaves to plow the fields and make no gains.

Peng didn't think so much.

As a woodcutter, his goal today is to collect enough firewood to exchange for food.

As for why pick instead of chopping?

Chopping firewood with a stone knife is too wasteful.

Although he had heard that there were more inexpensive and incomparably sharp bronze knives and agricultural tools in the castle, it was obviously not something he could hope for.

Before he knew it, he was deep into the mountains.

The white mist fills the air, and unknown wildflowers are everywhere, with a sweet fragrance.

But Peng's eyes were extremely vigilant.

Although there are fruits in nature that can give people strange abilities, they are more poisonous than ever!

The unlucky ones who die from poisoning every year far outnumber those who have acquired the ability, and the brighter the wildflowers and fruits, the more likely they are to bring death!

Therefore, he has always stayed away from these things.

"Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true. Outside the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the sect and respect ......"

Accompanied by Zhong Qiqingming, an ethereal voice penetrated into his ears, making him extremely clear, deaf and clear, as if all the pores were opened at once, and the whole person was stunned, rushing towards the source of the sound.

The source of the sound is a small valley full of flowers.

Peng looked left and right, and saw that next to the gurgling stream in front of him, there was a boulder, on which a white futon was placed, and an old man wearing black and white clothes and fairy wind bones was caressing his white beard and looking down with warm eyes.

At this time, Peng didn't know that the old man was wearing a Taoist robe and Tai Chi, but he simply felt that the old man's temperament was even more noble than that of the leader of the tribe.

At this time, there were several wild woodcutters around, all of whom were obviously attracted to him just like him.

What made them even more frightened was that the human race was only a few among them, and more of them were mountain kings, wild wolves, elk pikas, and even a large tree next to them, entrenched in a colorful snake, next to a group of larks.

All kinds of mountain creatures gathered together at this time, without the slightest sense of panic, and Peng was amazed.

"Who dare to ask the old man?"

At this moment, a bold woodcutter stepped forward and bowed his hand and asked respectfully.

"I'm not a human, I'm an immortal!"

The old man in the Taoist robe, or the incarnation of Fang Yuan, stroked his beard and said indifferently.

"What is an immortal?"

At this time, there was obviously no concept of immortal dao, and several people were at a loss.

"Immortality, infinite supernatural powers, is for 'immortals'!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "Take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the debate of the six qis, and the one who swims infinitely, is an immortal!" ”

He also said: "The herbivore is good at walking and foolish, the meat-eater is brave and defending, the grain eater is wise and dying, the breath-eater is a god and long-lived, and the one who does not eat is not dead and is a god." Cultivating immortals and eating qi, Dacheng does not eat! ”

As he spoke, the surrounding celestial phenomena changed.

The sky is falling, the ground is surging with golden lotus, and the earth, fire, feng shui emerges, and it transforms into infinite magical powers.

"Inhuman!!"

"Inhuman!!"

Peng probably figured out that the so-called immortal is to obtain the kind of inhuman-like ability after devouring strange flowers and fruits through his own cultivation, and even have the effect of prolonging life.

Without hesitation, he fell on his knees with the others.

After all, the extension of life is something that even Xuan can't do!

"Please teach me the stranger!"

In the same voice of many human races, those ape spirits and mountain monarchs and roe deer also knelt down with humble expressions.

"When you come to my door, you have a fate, you can call me a teacher and learn my method!"

Fang Yuan smiled.

Isn't that what he did to make this battle?

Anyway, there are a lot of studies by dream masters, some suitable for human beings, and some suitable for different kinds of cultivation, and they can be practiced one by one.

"Teacher!"

Peng didn't know what this word meant, anyway, it didn't prevent him from calling with the others.

"Teacher, so preach and teach to solve doubts! I have three thousand avenues, and all of them can be proven...... Today, I will talk about the method of internal refining of food and qi, the so-called medicine meets qi to form an image, and the Tao is natural. When I swallowed a golden pill in my stomach, I knew that my life was not up to heaven. ”

This was obviously the cultivation method of the human race, coupled with Fang Yuan's secret technique, which was taught in the form of an empowerment, even a foolish man and a foolish woman who couldn't read big words could listen to it with relish.

Even, a few white apes next to him had already put on a posture, and their hearts were facing the sky, entering the realm of cultivation.

Peng doesn't have the talent of a child's heart, but he also desperately memorizes every word.

And with Fang Yuan's preaching, there were more and more creatures gathered outside, and they all listened to it fascinated.

Fang Yuan, who was aware of this scene, smiled secretly in his heart, and still preached.

On the second day, there were white apes offering fruits, cranes offering flowers, and Peng and the others also casually dug up some yam and yellow essence to continue to listen.

Fang Yuan had talked about the method of Jindan yesterday, but this time he didn't talk about it, and directly cultivated the divine soul, went out of the body and into the body, and taught him the way to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

This is of great use to both humans and beasts, especially the way of absorbing the true fire of the sun and the moon, which makes the aliens infinitely useful.

"What the teacher learns is simply all-encompassing......"

Peng had been listening to the sermon for seven days and seven nights, during which Fang Yuan casually told dozens of cultivation methods, each of which was mysterious and subtle, in-depth and simple, and seemed to have endless secrets to discover.

Airplanes!

On the seventh day, after Fang Yuan finished talking about the way of incense belief, he flicked his sleeves.

Buzzing!

The void trembled, like a flood of bells, waking up many dull-faced humans and beasts.

"Teacher!"

They saluted, and immediately they heard a voice that made them frightened:

"The seven-day sermon has passed, and the fate of you and me is over, go and rest!"

Fang Yuan smiled and gave an eviction order.

"The teacher is merciful, and the disciple is willing to serve His Majesty! Don't abandon us ......"

Immediately, Peng Zu and the white ape beside him kowtowed one after another, and a large amount of blood appeared on their foreheads.

"Immortals! Getaway! Why do you have such a childlike gesture? ”

Fang Yuan said indifferently: "Fate is born and fate ends, fate arises and dies, heaven and earth are constant, and this is even reasonable...... You can wait for my general outline, hope to carry it forward, promote my immortal way, and live up to my hard work. ”

"No!"

Peng and the others bowed with tears in their eyes, very reluctant.

"Thank you, teacher!"

At this time, a rough voice came from the side.

Peng looked over and was taken aback.

Because the one who made the sound was not a person, but a golden-winged bird!

Its talent is really amazing, just listening to Fang Yuan's teachings and cultivating for just a few days, it can actually refine the horizontal bones and speak human words!

"Thank you teacher, if Dapeng has achievements in the future, it will be given by the teacher!"

The golden-winged roc bird soared upwards and stirred the wind.

"Thank you, teacher, concubine farewell!"

Just when Peng was still a little sluggish, with a gust of fragrant wind, a white fox man with nine tails stood up, saluted Fang Yuan, and left.

"Alien cultivation, is it so fast?"

Peng was shocked in his heart, feeling that this world seemed to be about to undergo great changes.

"That's it."

At this time, Fang Yuan on the stage waved his hand, and the whole person was shrouded in clouds and mist, and he was about to disappear.

"Teacher...... I hope to give a name. ”

Peng was excited, and hurriedly asked loudly.

"My number...... Primordial Taoist! ”

Fang Yuan's figure disappeared, and only an ethereal voice continued, imprinted in the hearts of all the disciples.