Misty World: Become an Immortal Level Refiner at the Start

Putting away the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hand, Mo Fan raised his eyebrows.

At this time, the chaos in the myth appeared in his mind. In the records, there were three thousand demon gods, each of them was extremely terrifying, and the chaos was turbulent with every thought.

And it can also give birth to an existence like Pangu.

If we say before, when Mo Fan saw the group of talisman marks in the chaos at this moment, what he thought in his mind was the records in the myth, which they evolved over a long period of time.

At this moment.

This discovery completely defeated this idea.

Indeed, the current Fuhens are very weak, but now it seems that if they grow to a certain level, they will trigger the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the chaos.

Thus gaining a new inheritance.

At this point, this may be the reason why real chaos gods and demons appear in mythology.

"Good guy."

Thinking of this, Mo Fan suddenly felt a trace of doubt. If this is true, then doesn't this mean that there were some existences before Chaos, in the Hongmeng Era.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is the inheritance weapon left after the destruction of the previous era?

At the moment, this statement makes perfect sense.

But Mo Fan suddenly felt a headache, and on second thought, he didn't think too much about it.

For now, it’s better to upgrade your painter level honestly.

in this way.

Fast forward time.

Above Dao City, after the birth of the Great Sun, all the creatures in the chaos gathered collectively in this direction after being shocked.

Different from the previous ones, this time, there is a real existence beyond comprehension.

In just one day, with the swarming of creatures, the number of talisman marks in Dao City doubled.

These talisman marks, before entering Dao City, I was dumbfounded by this unprecedented building at first sight.

Immediately afterwards, Fuhen's brain was shut down by Fuhen, who had transformed several times with color and temperature in the city.

Just like Grandma Liu entering the large manor.

These new creatures had their horizons forcibly opened.

Before everyone could react from the shock, Mo Fan looked at Daocheng where the number of people had doubled and started a new sermon.

With the appearance of Mo Fan.

In the square of Yunoda, everyone’s eyes fell on Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's distinctive look made people recognize him immediately, "Could this be the terrifying existence that could transmit the entire chaos before?"

"Oh my God."

"His appearance..."

"It's so strange, but so beautiful."

"It doesn't look complicated on the outside, it can even be said to be simple, but..."

All the creatures who heard the news trembled and looked at Mo Fan in shock.

Yes, in terms of appearance complexity, Mo Fan is not even comparable to these talisman marks.

But talking about the inside.

Bones, muscles, blood vessels, and meridians, etc.

They were dazzled by the direct look.

What's even more terrifying is that due to Mo Fan's strength, every cell in his body has also undergone potential changes.

Every single cell seems to be shrouded in supreme divine light.

The divine light was so dazzling that they could no longer look directly at it. At this point, everyone suddenly fell to the ground in fear.

“This One exists, this One exists.”

"Oh shit."

"How could it be so scary?"

If they could sweat, everyone would be sweating like rain.

This is like the way ordinary people in the apartment look when they see the dense eyes of the abyss for the first time.

Beyond understanding, beyond imagination.

All that's left is endless fear,

At the highest point, Mo Fan looked at the dense talisman marks below and nodded with satisfaction.

Without further ado, he started preaching directly.

The old rules, a real world, emerged directly from behind him.

Countless colors reflect the chaos, making the whole chaos colorful.

moist earth.

Dewy green leaves,

Gently flowing white clouds.

All these are intertwined into the deepest truth, which is poured into the sea of ​​consciousness of everyone present.

Once upon a time, Mo Fan read some stories, in which some people seeking the Tao walked through mountains, rivers, and observed the heaven and earth to gain enlightenment.

Mo Fan didn’t understand it before.

Because of this, speaking of it, there is nothing to understand at all.

But now, looking at the mesmerized runes below, Mo Fan finally understood.

Tao is an existence that exists outside of thinking and opinions.

Whenever I mention it, it seems to be mysterious and mysterious, untouchable.

Now, the essence of Tao has been peeled away.

Tao means to get out of your own mental prison bit by bit.

Step by step, from scratch.

Push little by little to gain new understanding.

Talk about it.

Mo Fan exhaled a long breath. Now he discovered that this way is actually very similar to technology.

The same is true for technology. Countless scholars use their own thinking to promote that closed loop.

Every scholar spends his entire life pushing a small point in a field.

And this little dot, no matter how small it is, is a complete transformation from scratch.

Only through the succession of countless scholars can mankind finally have the means to fly into the blue sky.

"Ding!"

In his thoughts, Mo Fan soon received a prompt from the system.

"Painter professional level 1!"

"Current level: above 6 Hongmeng."

well.

Following this prompt, Mo Fan came back to his senses, counted the time, and after another ten minutes, he put away the vision behind him.

A steady flow of water is the way to go.

Moreover, at the current rate, the painter profession will reach its maximum level in just a few days.

After putting away the vision behind him, Mo Fan quietly watched the talisman marks below begin to transform one by one.

It has to be said that Mo Fan nods to the talents of these people.

Compared with the previous teaching of Changsheng Swordsmanship, this group of people do not need detailed guidance at all, and they can improve like a rocket.

"I understand, I understand haha!"

"So, is this the direction we want to go?"

"So this is the Tao?"

"Haha."

"Fellow Taoists..." A Fuhen's voice sounded loudly in the excitement.

I saw that his body was constantly changing.

In the end, it condensed into a mountain character.

"Fellow Taoists, today you know who I am!"

Having said this, the talisman suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and looked at Mo Fan, who was standing at the top.

"Master, please enlighten me on my path. Please accept my worship."

"..."

Facing this man's respect, Mo Fan was used to it and didn't react too much.

He turned to look at Xiao Shui, who was paying close attention to him.

Xiao Shui's changes had been huge every time before, and the same was true this time.

However, perhaps due to the influence of Mo Fan's words, she changed from an S shape to a herringbone shape.

It doesn't stop there.

She was already covered in light blue mist.

Not bad.

Watching them transform little by little, to be honest, Mo Fan felt a vague sense of accomplishment.

But just then.

Maybe it's because the tree attracts the wind.

At this time, outside Daocheng, a fierce aura suddenly enveloped him, "This city is indeed extraordinary."

“But it’s a crooked path after all.”

"Fellow Taoists, the real Taoism lies in leaving the body to seek God. Don't be deceived by this crooked way."