After his sudden death, he became the manager of 9527, the abandoned land of the garbage dump of the universe.
A ruined city connecting all the heavens and worlds.
Recruit creatures from all over the world to work, comment on all over the world at will, the worst worker Mengpo, the three traitors in mythology, the arbitrary and eternal emperor of the wilderness, the ten most powerful kings in the world, the ten most technological civilizations in the world, and the supreme mythological world in the world!
In the historical plane, historical figures starting from little Sizi gather together.
In the military dimension, there are Li Yunlong and Zhou Weiguo from the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and Leng Feng from the modern era...
Anime dimension, King Daimao, Dumb Goose, Retarded Goddess, Spider-Man, Emperor Huang Tian, Emperor Ye Tian, Ruthless Man, Li Xingyun, Yan Lingji...
Magical plane, the Queen of Elf, the God of Light, the Goddess of War Athena...
Mythological plane: Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha, the three rebels gathered together, as well as the Jade Emperor, Buddha, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa... and even the great god Pangu.
After coming here for ten years, he found that it was a world of cultivating immortals. He was finally selected to practice and became a disciple of the immortal sect, but was replaced by the illegitimate son of a big boss. He originally thought that he had a natural talent, although it was mediocre, it would not be difficult to find a sect, but he didn't expect that there was no way at all. Fortunately, the Taoist priest took pity on him and gave him the "Five Elements Sutra" when he went down the mountain. He followed the rich boy who went down the mountain with him and came to a small green mountain with mixed spiritual energy and became a casual cultivator... Jiang Jing originally just wanted to practice simply, but he didn't expect that abnormalities would continue to happen around him. The peach blossoms fell, but the flowers never faded. The old incense burner turned to ashes by itself, and the little white mouse inexplicably became smart... Until Jiang Jing discovered that he seemed to be a treasure cave, which could subtly transform the spiritual objects around him, the peach branches became magic tools, and the incense ashes could drive away ghosts... All the changes were caused by himself...
A thief appeared in the prehistoric world, moving countless spiritual roots and treasures to an unknown location and stealing even the mountains, rivers, and earth veins! Many powerful beings searched the world for this thief who stole the prehistoric resources. To their surprise, the thief turned out to be... Minghe: The Blood Sea is immortal, the Minghe is immortal, wait... where's my Blood Sea? Dijun: Where's my Heavenly Palace? How did my vast Heavenly Palace disappear? Hongjun: Wow, where did my Purple Sky Palace go? Yuanchen, who possessed his own small world, calmly stated, "I've moved the entire prehistoric world to other planes. I even took the Heavenly Dao. How could I leave anything else for you?" ... In the Small Thousand Worlds, I'm a Golden Immortal. In the Middle Thousand Worlds, I'm Taiyi. In the Great Thousand Worlds, I'm Daluo. By annexing the prehistoric world, I'll become a Sage.
The same primitive times, but different interpretations; after death, a modern man returns to the primitive times. Let's see how he wanders through mythology, becomes a part of it, and creates his own legend...
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The Qi Training Sect is an ancient and mysterious sect. It's said that its disciples and elders are all at the Qi Training stage. Due to its weak strength, it's largely ignored, making it the oldest sect in the world. Everyone considered it a minor, insignificant sect. Until one day, a devastating natural disaster struck, and the seventy-two Qi Training Sect elders finally gave up their concealment and unleashed their immortal-level cultivation.
Lin Xuan's journey through time was a hellish beginning, as he became a minor land deity during the newly established Zhou Dynasty. Fortunately, deep within his soul, an ancient scroll, the "Record of Merits," became Lin Xuan's only recourse. "Saving one person earns ten points of merit; exterminating one demon earns a hundred; combing the earth's veins and benefiting the region brings immeasurable merit..." Exchange for fifty years of cultivation: 400 points of merit; ascending to the position of City God: 100,000 points of merit... Looking at the dazzling array of exchanges in the "Record of Merits," Lin Xuan realized: This wasn't a hellish start; this was a clear start! From then on, Lin Xuan transformed himself into the most diligent of Shinto oxen and horses. Within his domain, the weather was favorable, and evil spirits were eradicated. Outside, he saw injustice and earned merit. Lin Xuan quietly saved his "money," silently exchanging it for whatever resources would enhance his power. As time passed, the once insignificant land became a place ruled by...
All things are like dreams and bubbles.
All things in the world are nothing but a cataract in the eyes, a bubble in the water, a mirage in spring, and a dew in the morning, without reality.
And the immortality of thousands of generations is nothing but coming from the stars and returning to the stars.
Countless planes, billions of lives, immortals and mortals compete for a dream, aren't they also the shadows of their own six dusts falling?
Then what is the end of this time and space, the other side of the immortal road, the existence that truly transcends everything?
Changkong Realm, Yuanyang Sea.
A three-no cultivator who died tragically, with two souls, suddenly opened his eyes...
The world is out of order, the gods have disappeared, the cycle of reincarnation has collapsed, demons are rampant, and people's hearts have sunk into the ghost realm.
"Um......."
"It's too late to save it. Let's burn it down."
The misfit scholar picked up his cane and began to travel around the world.
The first step is to break into the Zhu family’s gate.
(This work has been completed with over 4 million words. This book is not a historical work, but a fictional world of immortals, demons and monsters.)
After traveling through time, Huang Feng found that the world was a bit chaotic. The court was unreliable, the immortal sect was out of tune, demons were everywhere, and ghosts were causing trouble everywhere. Such a serious safety hazard immediately aroused his phobia of lack of firepower.
He is a person who doesn't like to join in the fun and doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. He just wants to live a comfortable life. But after a long time, he found that he seemed to join in the fun and meddle in nosy matters, and everyone listened to him.
Huang Feng: "If you have any opinions, just raise them. I'm not an unreasonable person!"
Yaogui Xianfan: "No, no, no, you are right!"
Everything covered by the technique is the truth!
"Senior Tenth Brother is copying scriptures in the side hall again?" "Oh, what a coward! Last time Master asked him to subdue the demon ape, he pretended to be sick and hid for three months!" "When the Conferred God Tribulation comes, this guy without any chance will be the first to be taken away by Heaven!" The discussion in Yuxu Palace drifted into his ears. Su Mo wrote the last word "Tao" without raising his head - the scripture in front of him had been marked by the system with seventeen "calculations left by the saints". "Ding! The fragments of the Conferred God List have been detected. If the host is named, the chance of survival is: 0.3%. Suggested strategy: let the eldest disciple Guangchengzi 'accidentally' see the 'secret letter from the Jiejiao spy' that you hid in the Sutra Pavilion." While everyone was still measuring