[Brain-stirring, simulation, refreshing, funny, hot-blooded and domineering, no emotional drama, decisive killing]

(Character of the protagonist: If you don’t have the strength, just hide, if you have the strength, kill!)

Lu Changsheng travels through another world and awakens the Great Dao simulator.

He found that as long as he recharges the simulation, he can continue to become stronger.

[At the age of 17, you travel through the small Yuanjie, and the world calls you the Martial Ancestor! ]

[At the age of 18, you enter the Three Thousand Dao Realms. ]

[Darkness is coming, the world is suffering, you defeat the Tiancheng Emperor, end the calamity of the era, and the world respects you as the Changsheng Tiandi! ]

[At the age of 19, you break into the fairyland. ]

[At the age of 20, you become the Immortal Emperor, sweeping away all enemies! ]

…………

On this day, Lu Changsheng revisited his old place, the Immortal Emperor went on tour, and all the worlds celebrated together.

"Haha, I finally became an immortal!"

The stone wall shattered with a loud bang, and an old friend from the mortal world broke through the barrier and came out. When he looked up and saw Lu Changsheng sitting on the dragon chariot, he was horrified and said: "Nimma, it's only been a short time, how come you have become an immortal emperor!??"

What would you do when you have a system that can continuously simulate the world of immortal cultivation and assign you tasks?

If all the knowledge of cultivating immortals in this simulation is real and can be used in reality, there is no penalty for simulation failure, and the simulation can be performed indefinitely, what would you choose?

Jiang Ze smiled. Mission, what mission? How can the missions be as interesting as cultivating immortals?

In countless simulations, Jiang Ze regarded himself as a "player" and the simulation as a "copy", and chose to forge his own path to immortality by dying countless times in the "copy".

But when the girls in the "copy" came to him one after another, Jiang Ze was sweating profusely.

No...how did they get out of the copy?