Traveling through the world of Journey to the West, becoming Tang Sanzang, activating the live broadcast suicide system, Xu Shu live broadcasted the journey to the West and did crazy suicide: beating up Sun Wukong, grilling Zhu Bajie, shitting the three realms, steaming the King of Inspiration, sawing off the horns of the Bull Demon King, recruiting the Six-Eared Macaque as his apprentice, sucking out all the spider silk, plucking all the Jade Rabbit hair, and stealing all the Buddhist scriptures from Lingshan... to burn as firewood.

"Oh my god, did the original author write it wrong? My Journey to the West is completely ruined!" "Why does this Tang Sanzang look like a bandit?" "The person above is more confident, he is a bandit!" The netizens who watched the live broadcast were all stunned!

Have you really forgotten the truth of Ninja?

When 【 hypocritical Jingling Court 】, 【 the grim circle 】, 【 cruel ghost domain 】, 【 horrible curse 】... When an ancient term resurfaced from the body of history, the Ninja finally recalled the fear of being once dominated by Huiye Nai and the shame of being imprisoned in a bird cage.

that day,

Hui Yinai saw the deadly and quiet ninjutsu coalition, the ghost: “ Although I am black-handed, gossip, and insidious, those are not my original intentions. Now, I abandon the secret, I stand with you sincerely. Everyone must trust my determination to be a good person! ””

Behind him is dense...

Behind the scenes, the black hand directed the disaster film of the entire Ninja world, but actually just wanted to be... Savior?

A sentence version: Behind the scenes, the black hand defected the organization he built. He wanted to be a good person ~ Sorry, I lied again!

(ps: I am afraid that there is no misunderstanding about the definition of “Good Man ”)

Cultivation is not only about refining oneself, but also refining the heart.

The heaven and earth are the furnace, the creation is the work, the yin and yang are the charcoal, the myriad ways are the copper, and with a firm heart of Tao, a Hunyuan Dao fruit is refined.

Refining elixirs, refining weapons, refining arrays, refining talismans, refining swords, refining souls, refining medicines, refining plagues, refining monsters, refining demons, refining hearts, refining realms, refining Tao...

There are all things created by nature, and nothing can be refined!

Xuan Qing said so.

If you provoke him, he will refine even the way of heaven for you to see!

Of course, this has to start from the day he joined Jiejiao...

In 1785, in order to open up the vast wilderness in the west of North America, the independent American Federation passed two bills that shocked the Old World: One is the "Opening Act" - do you want land? Come to North America. As long as you can afford it or can cultivate it for five consecutive years, the corresponding area of ​​land in the West will belong to you forever! The other is the "Autonomy Act" - do you want to build your own home? Come to North America. If you can attract enough residents to live in the West, you can establish a new state and county there. The managers here will be selected by you, and the laws here will be made by you! Speculators, ambitious people, fugitives, gold diggers, heretics and believers, old nobles and new capital, and more ordinary people with dreams, all with different purposes, rushed here from the Old World, wanting to start a different life and future. Steam, guns, gunpowder, cowboys,

gangsters and bounty hunters, immigrants and natives, churches and "degenerates",

people outside the sight of civilized society began a new round of barbaric growth,

and... the law of the jungle.

The extraordinary people are of course no exception.

Five hundred years after the great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, Wen Rui, the son of Wen Zhong, thought the time was ripe, and the Jiejiao revival plan was launched!

Why did the Western religion, which was reaping the benefits, rise so fast with a monkey and the 81 tribulations it directed and acted.

Why did the Jiejiao, which had a deep understanding of the way of heaven, taught everyone, and took a ray of hope for all things, die out?

However, there were two small problems that bothered Wen Rui.

First, his fellow disciples of the Jiejiao in the human world were only the Wudang Holy Mother, who was aliased as the Mother of Mount Li, and the five immortal sisters under the Holy Mother, and the five hundred demon sisters who were included after the catastrophe.

Second, his qualifications for cultivating immortals were a hundred million points poor, to put it bluntly, just like Jiang Ziya, he had no destiny or fate to become an immortal.

Facing the gods and Buddhas in the heavens and Lingshan, how could a mere mortal turn the tables on the Tiangang and turn the tide?

Otherwise, let's start with training the sisters.

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This is a green planet full of evolutionary power. Insects evolve here under the protection of the god of nature. They rely on life sacs to breed life seeds, and sow life seeds to produce fruits to supply their own growth.

Here are the flame spiders that work tirelessly and travel around doing business.

There are also giant rhinoceros beetles that can carry loads a thousand times their own weight.

There are also the spring and autumn cicadas that speed up time, the swallowtail butterflies that emerge from their cocoons and are reborn...

all the force insects live in peace in this world.

In this strange world, plants and insects coexist with each other, and the story begins with a little flame spider born under a flower of law.

(Daily writing, no humans, no heroine, traveling merchants, easy farming)

When the righteous path does not flourish, the evil path flourishes.

In troubled times, rituals and music are ruined, demons, demons, spirits, monsters, and evil things are rampant. The emperor used the people to make elixirs, the Taoists used evil methods to seek immortality, the monks sacrificed their bodies to worship the bone Buddha, and the military strategists and warriors used the blood of slaughtered people to refine the true power.

Liu Feng, a young man, is a refugee. His fate was to die miserably and be fed to Gu, but everything changed because of a Qiyao Buddha bone relic...

Farming can make a fortune, and farming can also make you rich!

When the people on earth staggered out of the planet, thinking that the new era of the universe was coming, they found that there were many civilizations in the universe, and there had been a strict division of civilizations. List.

Pride, pride, disappeared without a trace at this moment, the earth civilization is just a brick at the bottom of the civilization pyramid. Primitive people, low-level people, these shameful hats are worn on their heads one after another.

Where is the future, where is the hope? Is it really possible to catch up with the top of the civilization that has developed for millions of years?

It is possible, because of the farmer Han Zhen, everything is possible!

The way of heaven is magnificent, who is the master of life? In the battle of heaven, who will break the sky?

Renjie, Guixiong, Chuqiao, Tianjiao, return after ten thousand years, set foot on the road home again, and fight again on the bridge of heaven! All living beings, all things, what is the cause, what is the result?

That black hand casts layers of murderous intent! The adventure of the era of continuous wars!

The vast wilderness, the infinite heaven, the passionate battle blood is like fire! The chaotic love and hatred are like an abyss!

The rolling thunder shakes the world!

Me! Lin Zheng! I'm back!

After his hand slipped and blew up the global Internet, Jiang Zhou became the worst sinner in human history and fell into a long deep sleep.

And when he woke up again a hundred years later, what appeared before his eyes was an out-of-control era intertwined with wildness and civilization, full of control and resistance.

In the abyss, countless out-of-control artificial intelligences are wreaking havoc; above Olympus, super companies that call themselves gods look down upon the mortals; in the base reality, mortals are struggling between misery and madness.

But the night is over, and the dawn is coming. When he woke up from his long slumber, the seeds of anthropogenic revolution had germinated.

Brain-computer interface, mandala program, adjustment depth, mental index, Icarus syndrome, military zombies...

On the eve of the end of this dark age, when someone asked Jiang Zhou who he was, he answered like this:

"I am one and many; I am the beginning and the end; you may call me Paradox itself. I am the First Deep One, the Restarter of Icarus, and the Gatekeeper of the Land of Nord. I am the prison breaker, the lighthouse thug, the man who picked off the golden branch, and the faceless god who rules the underworld. I have countless identities, just like the wind has countless directions, and mortals have countless ways to die. My name is—— "

"In other words, you are the only one in the entire organization?"

"Uh...that's how it is."