Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

"Uh-huh."

This Heavenly Silkworm-Potato transformation is understandable, after all, it concerns becoming an immortal, which is definitely not comparable to the previous metamorphosis.

Jiang Hao then slowly explained some methods for the transformation of immortals in the mortal world.

This is the path he walked himself, along with some experiences he heard from Yuanshi and Lingbao.

These may not be suitable for the Divine Silkworm Clan, but they can provide him with some reference and inspiration.

As for the specifics of the Eleven Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, that's for the Heavenly Silkworm to figure out itself.

Jiang Hao isn't from the Divine Silkworm Clan, so it's impossible for him to pave the way for him.

After listening to Tiancan-Tudou, he sat there in silence for a long time.

His eyes flickered between light and darkness, as if he was thinking about something.

This time, his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, and his face was filled with an unconcealed smile.

Soon, several months passed, and the God Emperor remained deep in thought, motionless.

One day, he suddenly found Jiang Hao with great excitement.

"Your Majesty, I've got it!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao also became interested: "Tell me about it."

Tiancan-Tudou sat down, took a deep breath, and then began to express his thoughts.

"Our Divine Silkworm Clan's Nine Transformations are all transformations. If we were to directly proceed to the eleventh transformation now, the leap would be too great, and the difficulty would also increase significantly."

The God Emperor spoke faster and faster, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"Then can I change my thinking? Can I apply this pattern again? The eleventh transformation doesn't aim for a direct achievement, but rather breaks it down into multiple smaller transformations, just like the nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm. These multiple smaller transformations combine to form a single major transformation, which is the eleventh transformation!"

The God Emperor stood up, so excited that he danced with joy, and at the same time, a corpse of a divine silkworm appeared in his hand.

Under his control, the corpse of the divine silkworm constantly changed.

Separate, unite; separate, unite.

The God Emperor then explained the details of his method and demonstrated it with an object.

Jiang Hao looked at the God Emperor, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Your idea is very interesting."

The God Emperor's method was based on the transformation process of immortals in the mortal world, but he made changes according to the characteristics of his own race.

Using his method, he can bury himself in sleep and undergo a transformation, becoming stronger while sleeping, provided he can wake up first.

The God Emperor looked at Jiang Hao nervously: "Heavenly Emperor, do you think this is feasible?"

Jiang Hao thought for a moment and said seriously, "It's feasible. The Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm is your talent. You've also broken down the process of becoming an immortal into multiple transformations, which is equivalent to using your talent to the fullest. It's excellent."

Jiang Hao looked at the God Emperor with admiration in his eyes.

"Moreover, you've gone through ten transformations, you have the experience of ten metamorphosises. This is a path that others cannot walk, but you can."

Upon hearing this, the God Emperor was overjoyed. His method had been recognized by the Heavenly Emperor, which gave him even more confidence.

"Heavenly Emperor, then I..."

Jiang Hao nodded: "Go give it a try. The path to immortality requires trying."

Tiancan-Tudou grinned and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, thank you, Heavenly Emperor!"

He bowed deeply, then turned and strode away.

Jiang Hao watched his retreating figure with a smile on his lips.

This kid has some ideas.

The path to immortality is broken down into multiple transformations, which are walked one by one.

The idea that "once you've completed the journey, you'll naturally become an immortal" is truly amazing; this guy is definitely a talent.

The God Emperor's visit to the Heavenly Emperor was the talk of the entire Origin Realm.

"The God Emperor went to the Heavenly Court. Did he go to see the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Nonsense! The Heavenly Emperor is the creator of the Divine Silkworm Clan. Now that the Divine Emperor has attained enlightenment, how could we not go to see him?"

"What did the Heavenly Emperor instruct him on that day?"

"Who knows? But the God Emperor came out of the Heavenly Court with a big smile on his face, so he must have gained a lot."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their eyes filled with curiosity.

But no one knows what Heavenly Silkworm-Potato actually obtained that day in Heaven.

Only the people of Shencan Ridge knew that their Great Emperor had gone into seclusion after returning.

……

After Qin Ming attained enlightenment, he went into seclusion to consolidate his strength before emerging from seclusion. He first visited his grandfather, the Heavenly Emperor, and then began his travels.

He recalled the deeds of his grandfather, the Heavenly Emperor, when he was young. Back then, his grandfather also traveled all over the Origin Realm, experiencing the mortal world and witnessing all aspects of human life.

As the Heavenly Emperor once said, cultivation is not about constant hardship. Sometimes, stopping to observe the human world can help you understand many things.

Qin Ming agreed wholeheartedly, so he started as well.

He took things one step at a time, just like an ordinary person.

He walked through the bustling market, squatted down by the roadside and watched as vendors and customers argued heatedly over three spirit stones. In the end, the vendor waved his hand and said, "Never mind, never mind, take them." The customer felt embarrassed and gave him two more stones.

He walked through remote mountain villages and saw an old farmer sitting on the edge of a field smoking a pipe, telling his grandson how he killed a wild boar all by himself back then. The grandson listened with shining eyes and praised his grandfather for being amazing.

The old farmer laughed heartily.

He helped push boats at the ferry crossing and searched for lost sheep in the wilderness.

I listened to a storyteller in a teahouse. The storyteller was telling the story of the Heavenly Emperor's enlightenment. He told it in a very colorful and vivid way, and there were some parts that he himself had never heard of.

He listened with great interest, and even tipped the audience with a few spirit stones afterward.

"Interesting, really interesting. No wonder the Heavenly Emperor liked this after he attained enlightenment."

Qin Ming now understands a little.

That day, he arrived at a small town in Beidou called Zishan City.

The city is small and not very famous. The city walls are quite old, and there aren't many people on the streets.

Qin Ming walked down the street, looking at the shops on both sides, looking for a place to sit down.

Suddenly, he stopped.

An indescribable feeling welled up inside me.

It's not a warning sign of danger, but rather a sudden, inexplicable urge.

This surprised Qin Ming greatly.

What level is he at? He's the Great Emperor of this era, invincible under heaven, so why would he suddenly have this feeling?

At his level, whims don't arise out of nowhere.

It's definitely not simple for him to be able to sense something.

"Interesting, let's go check it out."

Qin Ming immediately decided to go and see. He was very curious about what was making him feel this way; it was the first time he had ever felt this way.

Qin Ming followed his instincts and walked through two streets before turning into a small alley.

At the end of the alley, a small black dog was squatting.

"Is this it? Is this it!"

The moment Qin Ming saw the little black dog, he knew that this little thing was the source.

The puppy was small, looking like it had just been born. It was all black, with messy, dirty fur, and so thin that you could see its ribs.

It crouched against the wall, its front paws clasped together, its head resting on its paws, its eyes half-open and half-closed, as if it were dozing off.

Hearing footsteps, it raised its head.

Those eyes were bright and black.

At this moment, a strange feeling welled up in Qin Ming's heart.

I can't explain it.

There's a strange sense of familiarity, both unfamiliar and familiar, which is quite odd.

It's like seeing something across a very, very long time. Or like seeing this scene in a very deep dream.

Qin Ming unconsciously took a step forward.

At this moment, the little black dog also noticed Qin Ming and raised its head.

In an instant, the man and the dog stared at each other from a distance of more than ten meters.

This glance felt like a meeting across time and space.

Then, the man and the dog found themselves drawn to each other without even realizing it.

A thousand years at a glance!