[Won the special prize in the 5th Realistic Theme Internet Literature Essay Contest]

(The physical book has been published by CITIC Publishing House, titled "Going South to North")

This is the story of a generation.

A group of familiar "strangers" in a not-so-distant era.

Many of the stories that began in 1990 may seem vulgar, childish, or even ridiculous today, but they are the "underground" of this era.

Friendship, love, family affection, wealth, success, struggle... Every common and familiar word has different interpretations in the dimension of time.

When the tide of the times hits, it is not surprising to be knocked down. Those who can become the trendsetters are always those who can still stand up after being knocked down.

Chu Tian, ​​the continent's youngest sage, was unexpectedly transported to a barbaric era 30,000 years ago. This was a time of abundance, with magical herbs and herbs abounding in the mountains, rare crystals and minerals everywhere, relics and treasures proliferating, and rare and exotic animals everywhere! It was also a time of poverty, with poor communications and transportation, crude techniques and backward technology, prosperous towns devoid of lights, and an ancient nation and a people ignorant. Yuan-force lights, Yuan-force telephones, Yuan-force cannons, Yuan-force computers, artificial intelligence, the spiritual power internet... the crystallization of 30,000 years of knowledge allowed him to recreate the glory and miracles of later generations. From then on, he soared freely across the barbaric land, sweeping across the world, traversing the eight wastelands and ten realms, aiming for the pinnacle of power! [New Book Group Just Launched, Plenty of Space Available 125666571] [Official Account: bzyz1234 or search for "Ban Zui Youzi" on Sina Weibo: "Ban Zui Youzi"]

Since ancient times, talented people have loved to be arrogant, but they did not know that God's will is unpredictable.

There are no innocent souls under the sword of Zhu Xian, so don’t hesitate when you go to the Styx.

Just before graduating from college, I was dragged into trouble by my bad friends. I had originally planned to go abroad as a mercenary to make some money. Then I encountered good teammates, bad teammates, and weird teammates. Thinking that mercenary life would be difficult, I was about to give up. But then I stumbled upon a treasure map of an ancient European empire. I set out on a treasure hunt with my friends, but...

[Fiction + Fantasy + Villain + Apocalypse + No System]

Jiang Xia accidentally discovers the secret of the approaching era of cultivation—

a revelation that brings him a fatal calamity.

Though he survives, he is reduced to nothing more than a pawn in another’s game...

Note: This story unfolds step by step, without an early bloodbath. If that’s not your taste, best not to complain.

The godhead mask originated from the ancient shamanism technique.

Commonly known as inviting God!

Use your life to act like a god, use yourself to become a god!

Travel through the world under one person, awaken the King of Glory mall system, and use the godhead mask to embody the power of the King of Heroes.

Sikong Zhen: Five thunder rectification? Break the darkness with thunder!

Zhuge Liang: Zhuge Qing, do you think I look like your ancestor?

Zhao Huaizhen: Wang Ye, I can also do Wudang Tai Chi!

Zhong Kui: Is this the complete version of your Wang family’s Julingsend? This is the full version!

Jiang Ziya: Eight magical skills? Have you ever heard of conferring gods?

…

From the time I made a wish, something gradually started to go wrong!

"Medicine, medicine..."

Chu Ci stared indifferently at the dying First Emperor, crushing the pill in his hand into powder.

"Let's stop taking drugs, starting with you and me."

Outside the palace, Zhao Yan, covered in dog muzzles, and Li Xiang, with horns growing on his head, were practically beating their brains out.

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Four hundred years passed in a flash.

As the saying goes, long separations must reunite, long reunions must separate.

"I'll tell you my name, and shock you. I'm Lingling Shang...!"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Ci tore his head off.

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Another eight hundred years, axelight and candlelight.

Chu Ci patted Old Zhao's shoulder, looking at Zhao Er, who, even with his head blown off, could still swing his axe and chop.

"Little brother, you, Old Er, are quite extraordinary."

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A thousand years passed in a flash, atop Meishan Mountain.

Chu Ci, dressed in white, stood in the wind, glancing at the current emperor as he hung a rope.

"Little dog, this crooked tree isn't strong enough. Let's try another."

Looking out over the capital, breached by countless treacherous attacks, Emperor Qiming, ready to sacrifice his life for his country, froze.

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[The treacherous erosion, the fall of Heaven.]

[Note: This book doesn't follow the 'traditional cultivation of immortality' path. There will be no mortals rising to the realm of cultivation. Instead, it follows the long course of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and is guaranteed to satisfy our readers.]

The Tao fire will never be extinguished, and the devil's seed will be passed down forever. Cultivation that goes against the will of heaven will lead to elixirs that follow the heavens. This is the story of a young man who was invaded by a demon and grew up practicing in a Taoist sect that regards demons as the enemy of life and death. He was labeled as someone who "needs to be vigilant" and his life path was destined to be different.

“Lu Li, the sinner, slew his fellow disciples and stole the secret sword. Now that the evidence is conclusive, so combined punishment for several crimes will be meted out. He is no longer the disciple of the inner sect. Send him to the eighth level of the Dark Prison. Never be released!”

Lu Li opened his eyes and put his hand on his knee without expression, trying to get up.

“Kneel!”

Lu Li stood up straight and listened to the commotion behind him. A trace of mock flashed across his handsome face, and his eyes glanced all his fellow disciples standing in the square.

Anyone who was glanced by him would subconsciously avoid his eyes. In an instant, the entire sect square fell into an eerie silence.

“Execute him! Immediately!”