Honghuang: I, Buzhou Shan, Am the Eldest Son of Pangu!

[Prehistoric + behind the scenes + imagination] Traveling through the wilderness, Lin Buzhou became Buzhou Mountain. Bind to the sign-in system, there were so many Lingbao that the warehouse couldn't fit them, but Lin Buzhou couldn't even get out of the door - after all, if Lin Buzhou moved, the sky would fall. I wanted to lie down and be quiet until the end of the world, until that day, three lost young people knocked on the mountain door. Lin Buzhou poured a few cups of tea casually, and they all knelt down after drinking it: "Senior Dao Dao, we are willing to worship you as our teacher!" Lin Buzhou threw a few pieces of "garbage" casually, and they held them in their hands and trembled: "Innate treasure... Senior, great kindness!" Lin Buzhou casually complained about calamity, and their expressions changed drastically: "That's it! We have realized it!" Later, the battle between the lich and the lich turned red, and Gonggong crashed into Lin Buzhou's mountain—— Lin Buzhou didn't move at all. He bounced thousands of miles away. Hongjun deduced in Zixiao Palace that he vomited blood: "What is the origin of this variable?" Luo Hu's remnant soul shivered in the ground: "What on earth did I mess with back then?" Lin Buzhou looked at the sky, the ground, and the saints, demon emperors, and ancestral witches all over the yard begging for his "guidance", and sighed helplessly: "I'm really just a mountain that can't move."