I Cultivated the Way of Humanity in the Ancient Times

Pangu opened the sky and transformed into all things. Hongjun joins the Tao, and the sage plays chess. The Lich has come to an end, and the human race is on the rise, but they are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered in a calamity. Qin Yun, an ordinary young man from the Bluestone Tribe of the East China Sea, his parents died at the hands of the demon clan, and he was struggling to even refine his Qi. The saint is aloof and has disciples like cloth; the heaven overlooks the world and regards all living beings as ants. Some people persuaded him to join the Chan Cult and seek protection from the Golden Immortals; others persuaded him to join the Jie Cult so that he could enjoy the shelter among thousands of immortals. Qin Yun just shook his head. "I don't become a disciple, I don't stand in line, I don't seek merit, I don't kill three corpses." "I only believe in one thing - the only thing that cannot be crushed by this world is the backbone of the human race." From a sword in the East China Sea, I went to Kunlun to ask; from the blood sea of ​​the Fengshen Corpse Mountain, to the departure of the saint at the end of the law. When all the great powers chose to transcend and go away, only he turned around and turned his own flesh and blood into the cornerstone of humanity. In this life, he wants every mortal to be able to cultivate immortality while standing. You cannot become a saint by trying to prove the Tao. My name is Qin Yun, and I have made my destiny for the human race. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.