We traveled to ancient Japan in 1789 AD, and it was the Edo period, which was a long time ago.
At the beginning, there is only a low-level samurai identity, a saber, and a system that can improve your personal level and sword skill level as long as you defeat or kill the enemy.
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“What will I do when I encounter a strong enemy? I will pull out the second sword and replace it with the sword skill I really do-the second sword style.”
“What if I still can’t beat it?”
“Then I will take out my revolver and shoot the enemy hard in the head.”
Ogata Yishi-the “Great Swordsman” who has titles such as “Human Slash Yishi”, “Executioner Ichitosai” and so on, replied this way.
"Have you heard about it! The 'Digging and Ascension' that Gu Yan did last month brought out the anger demon of the usually gentle physical cultivator elder!"
"This is incredible! The 'Death Twice' that Gu Yan did last week made the usually elegant sword cultivator elder scold him on the street for half a night!"
"This is a beast! The 'Breaking Up in the Alchemy Room' that Gu Yan did yesterday broke up seventy-two pairs of alchemy cultivators in one day!"
"Something big has happened! The sect ancestor is suspected to have been infected with Gu Yan's realm addiction, and the sect leader said he would induce heavenly thunder to help the ancestor quit!"
"..."
Game designer Gu Yan traveled through time and found himself in the world of cultivation and became a "realm cultivator".
This kind of monks weave illusions to invite fellow monks to enter for training, and transform the joy, anger, sorrow, fear, greed, hatred, ignorance and resentment of the people who enter into the illusions into spiritual energy for absorption, so as to improve their cultivation...
"Don't go out after dark. There have been a lot of fake people showing up in the city lately," my brother—the infamous Rainy Night Butcher—warned with a serious expression.
"Your brother's right," Mom—the Original Fake Person—nodded with concern.
"Bro, can you pick me up after school? I’m a little scared." My little sister blinked at him. But in truth, she was an A-Rank Hero from the Hero Association.
"Your brother’s just recovered from a serious illness. Let him rest at home, I’ll go get you." My older sister, the Captain of the Night Watch from the Special Operations Bureau, took on the task.
Qiao Qingshan, who knew all his family’s identities, said nothing—he just kept fiddling with his phone.
And so, my peaceful daily life began...
"Due to the recent outbreak of fake person incidents, we interrupt this program to bring you an emergency notice from the Special Operations Bureau."
1. Fake people often take over the bodies of those who’ve just recovered from serious illnesses by using a technique called 'soul possession.' If someone who has just recovered begins acting strangely, pay close attention.
2. There are no such things as 'transmigrators' in this world. Anyone claiming to be a 'transmigrator' can be immediately classified as a fake person.
3. Fake people who claim to be 'transmigrators' are considered extremely dangerous. Do not trust any information they provide, including but not limited to emotional expressions, identity claims, or cries for help.
Faced with the suspicious looks from his family, Qiao Qingshan could only sigh.
Alright then... so much for my peaceful daily life.
"Brother Voldemort, I can only wrong you again, I will thank you when I have time."
The formerly bustling Diagon Alley has now been turned into a sea of flames.
The powerful Fiercefire Curse swept across the entire Diagon Alley with lightning speed.
The raging flames ignited every corner in Diagon Alley.
The gigantic monster made up of Fiendfire rampaged recklessly in Diagon Alley.
Countless houses were ignited by Fiendfire, becoming the fuel for this demonic carnival.
Up to hundreds of meters, thick black smoke soaring into the sky covered the entire sky, dyeing the blue sky gray.
Facing such a terrifying purgatory on earth, Lester didn't panic at all, quickly took out his wand, and skillfully released the Dark Mark towards the sky.
A day later, the Dark Lord Voldemort launched another terrorist attack, and the news that he used Fiercefire to destroy the entire Diagon Alley has spread throughout the magic world with lightning speed.
Just when wizards from various countries decided to form a coalition of wizards to enter the British magic world together and destroy the Dark Lord.
Voldemort, who had been in the corner all the time, looked bewildered. Why did he inexplicably carry another big pot!
Mu Xiaoxiao has always believed that the three-piece set - hypnosis, time stop and drug - is completely overkill for the heroine of this world.
Because you don't have to be so troublesome at all, just drag it to a place where there is no one, and if you oppress it a little bit, they will obediently surrender, at most they will shout a few words, but their bodies are very honest.
There may be exceptions, at this time you can use threats to basically get 99% of women.
But that's not to say that the three-piece set is useless, on the contrary, these abilities are used against your peers.
So how do you survive in the world of Riban?
Gaining strength is a must, otherwise...... The world is hell for you.
"In order to survive, why can't you be a villain? "
Of course, it would be better if there was a strong second brother......
Han Wu travels to a world where everyone can become a god and gains the ability to sacrifice lives.
Starting with a trash family, sacrifice to change your fate.
Without power, influence or money, sacrifice yourself to reach the pinnacle.
As long as he has enough followers, he can become infinitely stronger through sacrifices and become the main god, the god above all gods!
What is idealism?
According to the historical book "The Sky Era":
One day, nine stars were aligned, illuminating everything.
Martial Saint Li Cang was unhappy and said: It's time to get dark.
Then the sun and the moon disappeared, and the world suddenly darkened.
--Popular version introduction-
On the first day of Li Cang's time traveling, he found that he had many titles-
super bad students, the king of the bottom of the ten thousand years, and the termite of twelve years of compulsory education
. Fortunately, he awakened his fate "idealism", and subverted the entire world of the sky with his incredible idealistic martial arts.
[During cultivation]
"The breathing of vital energy is stagnant because the meridians are damaged and the internal energy is accumulated."
"Wrong! It's because of the imbalance of qi and blood, just bleed it."
Li Cang cut the artery.
Suddenly, the vital energy flowed like a surging river.
[During inheritance]
"To inherit the martial arts of the Holy Hall, you need to soak in the medicine liquid for three years to practice hard before you can see the power of psychic energy."
"Isn't soaking for absorption? Then I will absorb faster by drinking it directly!"
Li Cang drank ten bowls of the magic abyss medicine liquid.
The power of psychic energy burst out instantly.
[When running away]
"The rocket fuel is exhausted, we are doomed!"
"Don't panic! With such a high-tech engine, it can fly even if it burns coal!"
Li Cang stuffed three buckets of water to wash the coal.
The rocket flew up with black smoke.
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If you don't understand, you understand everything. No one understands better than me! ——From "The Sayings of the Martial Saint Li Cang"
[House of the Dragon, the prequel to Game of Thrones. 】
When he found out that he had traveled through time and space and became Aegon II Targaryen, he knew he had no other choice!
After all, his half-sister who was named heir to the kingdom would not let him, the king's eldest son, go!
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"Your Highness, you seem to enjoy reading history books." Otto Hightower sat down opposite Aegon Targaryen.
"Grandfather, open all the history books, what do you think they say?" Aegon stroked the sheepskin history books with a dazed look in his eyes.
"All the history books? There are so many things in them." Otto frowned slightly.
Aegon came back to his senses, and the corners of his lips suddenly raised: "Grandfather, from the time of the ancestors to the current Targaryen dynasty, there are countless historical books, and they all say, become the king"
[Folklore and the Bizarre] [Infinite Flow] [Traditional Chinese Martial Arts]
Its body is made of four beams and eight pillars, and its form is a representation of the old worldly gods.
Lu Ansheng opened the folk game "The Burial Chronicles" that appeared out of nowhere on his phone. He was transported to a place where evil spirits roamed and where gods were buried. He had to find the remains of ancient gods, build a temple to enshrine the dead, and complete one task after another before he could briefly return to reality.
When he first embarked on this journey, all he had was a mysterious ancient book called "Records of Folk Customs," which offered him a reward for recording folk customs.
All the strange and bizarre tales are in the book.
Wild dogs digging graves, dead donkeys pulling millstones, weasels demanding blessings, livestock knocking on doors, rafting boats, water ghosts taking lives, retrieving corpses from tombs, corpse-driving curses, running through mountains to worship temples, tattooing and encoffining, soldiers dissolving ghosts, money ghosts, painted-skin old foxes, ghost soldiers passing through the road, Tai Sui watching flesh, immortals and Buddhas hanging upside down...
Crossing into a fantasy world, Meng Changqing thought he would live an ordinary life, but he unexpectedly awakened a friend system!
As long as the other party agrees to become his friend, even if it’s just verbally, he can obtain corresponding attributes from the other party, as well as additional rewards!
“Adding the True Legend of the sect as a friend, obtaining attribute: First-class aptitude!”
“Adding the Sect Leader as a friend, obtaining attribute: Perfect-level ‘Indestructible True King Art’!”
“Adding the dragon girl of the demon race as a friend, obtaining attribute: True Dragon Bloodline!”
“Adding the Sword Immortal as a friend, obtaining attribute: Chaotic Sword Body!”
“…”
So Meng Changqing began his journey of “relying on friends” for cultivation.
As for those who are unwilling to be his friends, Meng Changqing can only draw his long sword from his waist and make friends with his noble character.