Shen Minghuan has been regarded as the king of the gods since he was born. He looks down on all living beings from a high position. He is admired and doted on by his tribe, and he is extremely proud. The system said: [From today on, you are the most loyal subordinate beside the protagonist! You have to assist them and help them until they ascend to the supreme position! ] The system asked: [Host, the task is very challenging, are you confident? ] Shen Minghuan thought seriously and nodded seriously: [It sounds very challenging. ]After all, he can only be a king, not a subordinate. But they should be pretty much the same...right? * "He is the person I respect the most in my life." "Only glory in the prosperous age can barely match you." "If it were you, it doesn't matter if you surrender." Shen Minghuan: Thank you for the invitation, I am just an ordinary and good subordinate. Intention: Do your best to love the world. Those who chase the light will themselves be radiant.

Regular version: One hundred thousand years ago, the way of heaven suddenly collapsed, and the nine heavens and ten earths entered the era of difficulty. There was no longer a heavenly emperor in the world.

Thousands of years later, a mysterious young man who talked like crazy, dressed in white and wielding a sword, walked out of the deserted land with a black crow, and became famous all over the world.

Pretentious version: The law of heaven collapses, eternal chaos occurs, the world is in turmoil when a young man is born; the white clothes are old, the heart remains unchanged, and the world is turned upside down in a single thought!

Aliens appear, all races are afraid, one person and one sword suppress the sky; reincarnation begins, hell returns, and the true name is praised on the road to eternal life!

Myths are dreams shared by everyone in the world, and dreams are private myths.

When the "dreamless boy" dreamed of the "dream-eating girl".

"I will expel all your nightmares for you."

Close your eyes.

The hands of an imaginary clock, about to turn.

Where is my sect? Where did you take my sect?

Alien, I'm not done with you!

*

I, Chu Yao, have been cultivating Taoism for three hundred years, and finally managed to become a Nascent Soul Elder. I had not enjoyed a few days of peace when I was suddenly captured by an extraterrestrial spaceship!

The cave is gone, and so is the cultivation base. Other people who are cultivating immortals use their swords to fly in the sky to level the world, but for me, it has become like driving screws for aliens. Isn’t this style of painting not right?

That's all, the whole family is in order anyway, they just moved to another place to work.

Gold will always shine, at worst it will come again in another three hundred years!

Immortals need to be cultivated, money needs to be made, and technology needs to be grasped.

The spaceship in the left hand and the pistol in the right hand, industrial traffic is booming!

The entire sect has flexible employment, with the head engaging in real estate, the Dharma protector engaging in business, and even the Supreme Elder delivering goods live online:

"Old fellows, today I will perform a transformation of a god to overcome a tribulation. If you like it, please give it a follow."

Let's see how she keeps a low profile, gathers strength, and plays with the stars.