The Mysterious Origin of Creation

This was an era when there were fewer strong men, but now there are countless sacred beings.

Perhaps in a certain forest, one of the inconspicuous creatures... is a great master who looks down on the world.

This is possible.

Such an era is full of dangers. The little fox in front of him has such an experience, but the experience is not deep, and it has not transformed after all.

Not transforming means that the time in the prehistoric world is not long.

Chen Yuan saw the nine-tailed fox who had a strong yearning for power and said, "You want to gain more powerful power, which is difficult. It takes a long time to practice before you can look down on the world."

The fox was very ignorant, and it didn't quite understand the reason.

After all, the time of its birth was not long, but some inherited memories appeared in its mind.

Make it smarter.

These inherited memories gave it a vague understanding of cultivation, but it didn't know much.

The fox asked, "The immortal should be very powerful. The two female immortals just now were able to break into the space. This space is different from the virtual world. It is a real space that breaks into the space, which requires an extremely high realm."

"What's more, the two female immortals were very good to the immortal. The immortal should be very powerful. I want to learn some skills from the immortal. Even if I can't look down on the world, I want to have some self-protection power."

Chen Yuan's eyes are unparalleled. The little fox in front of him is only at the earthly immortal realm. It's just because he has a better foothold that he hasn't transformed into a Taoist body.

According to Chen Yuan's observation of the little fox in front of him... he needs the true immortal realm to transform.

From this aspect, this fox can be said to be a different species from heaven and earth.

Chen Yuan said, "Then why should I teach you? As long as I have a thought in my heart, you will become more subtle than dust and become something that is no different from the chaotic air. Do you regret it now?"

Chen Yuan's tone did not fluctuate much, but the fox felt an extremely terrifying feeling coming, and it was about to fall into hell in an instant.

This feeling made it terrified and wanted to escape.

But this thought only slightly arose, and was cut off in the blink of an eye. The little fox had a deep understanding of the dangers of the prehistoric world... It had never thought of harming others.

But other creatures would harm it, which made the nine-tailed fox not choose to retreat, but said bluntly: "Even if I turn into powder in the next moment, that is my fate. I still want to gain more powerful power, just to protect myself."

Chen Yuan smiled and said: "Well... Since you have the courage to appear in front of me at the risk of death... I will give you a chance. I can take you to travel around the prehistoric world. When I return to Xuanhua Mountain, it will be the day we separate."

"You and I are neither master and disciple, nor anything else, just because of a fate."

The little fox was very happy in his heart, and he could not use any words to describe the joy in his heart. Although he did not know who the immortal in front of him was, he knew that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

He was a sacred person with supreme power. It was a fate that he had met today... for countless generations.

The little fox said gratefully: "Thank you for giving me a chance, I will remember it forever and never forget you."

Chen Yuan said leisurely: "Do you have a name..."

The little fox said with some embarrassment: "Immortal... I live alone in this vast world, I don't have a name, I haven't learned much, and I don't know how to choose one."

Chen Yuan said: "In this case, I will give you a name, so that you can have a name in the future, and maybe you will be remembered by all living beings."

The little fox naturally didn't dare to think about being remembered by all living beings, but he also yearned for a name, and said: "I don't know what name the immortal will give me . "

Chen Yuan's thoughts turned as fast as light and as vast as the universe. In a blink of an eye, he wanted to give the little fox in front of him a name, so he said: "You will be called Yuan Miao in the future. Yuan represents many meanings, including the beginning, the vitality, and Miao represents the mysterious. "

The ignorant little fox knew whether the name was good or bad, but also thought that this name was very nice. Its little fox head nodded repeatedly, and it approved of this name very much, saying: "Thank you for the name given by the immortal, and named me 'Yuan Miao'."

It is a great honor for any prehistoric creature to be given a name by the Heavenly Venerable. The ignorant Yuan Miao did not understand that the immortal in front of him was an unparalleled Heavenly Venerable.

He has the power to shake the heavens and the power to create and destroy the universe.

The strands of luck gathered from the heaven and earth and gathered towards Yuan Miao, making Yuan Miao feel more in harmony with the heaven and earth and time and space.

But at this time, Yuan Miao's realm was still low and he could not feel the flow of luck.

But he also noticed that there was a name.

Having different experiences with various things in the world made Yuan Miao think that all creatures with names would be like this.

Chen Yuanyan said: "Yuan Miao... I will teach you some cultivation techniques, which will make it easier for you to accumulate mana, strengthen your soul, and achieve a pure yang immortal soon."

Yuan Miao had strong expectations for cultivation techniques. Yuan Miao's cultivation techniques were not too mysterious, but just roughly breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Yuan Miao cultivated the soul in a confused way.

Yuan Miao was not very clear about the specific process, which also made Yuan Miao not have much control over his own strength.

Even if it was a creature of the same realm, Yuan Miao would probably lose easily.

Chen Yuanyan said: "I will pass on the technique to you called Yuan Miao Zhen Jing."

Yuan Miao felt a little confused. Its name was Yuan Miao, and why was the technique also called Yuan Miao Zhen Jing? Yuan Miao couldn't figure out the reason, and felt that it was impossible that the immortal didn't want to name it.

This thought was fleeting.

Yuan Miao said gratefully: "What is so mysterious about Immortal Chief Yuan Miao Sutra? It can cultivate powerful power."

Chen Yuan asked: "Do you know how many realms there are in this world?"

Yuan Miao thought for a while and said: "There is a saying in my inheritance that the realms in heaven and earth are divided into earth immortals, heavenly immortals and true immortals. The most powerful one is the immortal."

Chen Yuan said: "Is there no more after the Immortal?"

Yuan Miao asked curiously: "Is there still an immortal chief?"

Chen Yuan said: "The Immortal is originally in the realm of the Golden Immortal. After the Golden Immortal, there is the Taiyi Golden Immortal. After the Taiyi Golden Immortal, there is the Daluo Golden Immortal. After that, there are the quasi-sages and saints. This is the realm of the prehistoric world."

Yuan Miaoyan said: "So many...how many years and months will it take to cultivate to the last state?"

Chen Yuan thought about how it would be possible to reach the last level of cultivation. The path of cultivation is never-ending.

Even someone as powerful as Pangu didn't know if he could cultivate to the end.

Chen Yuan clearly knew that the realm of saint was not the end.

Chen Yuan said: "It is impossible to practice to the end, so don't think about it."

Yuan Miao didn't quite understand how there could be no end, but she didn't ask any more questions.