"Yang Yuan begs Prime Minister Qin to die!"

What evidence do you have to accuse Benjamin of being guilty?

"This is baseless!"

Yang Yuan, a media professional, accidentally travels to Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. Intending to return to his old profession and become the foremost crisis public relations expert in ancient times, he unexpectedly expands his territory, conquers the Xia and Jin dynasties, and reigns supreme over the land, becoming the emperor!

Reborn in the primordial world, he becomes the Emperor Star Ziwei.

The story begins with Pangu transforming into all things.

When the merit of creation descended, he broke through the cultivation realm, suppressed the Three Pure Ones, forcibly seized creation, and became the biggest beneficiary of creation.

Comprehend the laws of the Emperor's Way, take the starry sky as your training ground, command all the stars, be revered as the Lord of the Heavens, and advance to the Primordial Chaos realm.

This is a prehistoric story that started with invincibility.

When Zhou Yu attained the mythical Dao, his imperial might shook all the heavens and myriad realms; the stars of the ten directions all bowed, the six sages prostrated themselves, and even the Heavenly Dao retreated in response...

Hongjun: "If this child doesn't die, the day when we completely control the primordial world will be a long way off..."

[Decisive and ruthless] [Ruthless and merciless] [Exhilarating] [Fast-paced]

Xiao Ren transmigrated to an ancient world of high martial arts and became a disciple of the Lingfu Sect.

His exceptional talent led to his acceptance as a disciple by the sect leader, and his talent surpassed all others in the sect!

However, during a sect mission, Xiao Ren was criticized for being too ruthless for killing all the bandits!

Xiao Ren: "Evil is evil, regardless of age or gender! Repent and start anew? Try to repent in your next life!"

Master: "You insolent fool! You show no remorse and dare to talk back to your elders! You are hereby punished with confinement in the back mountains!"

Amidst accusations of hypocrisy and deceit, the Fate Selection System arrives.

Xiao Ren sneered, "I don't need your punishment, I'll just kick myself out!"

...

After leaving the Lingfu Sect, Xiao Ren joined the dynasty's hegemonic organization that suppressed sects.

"I've had enough of those hypocritical sects. This time, I'm going to be a true hero!"

With palms he could suppress all heroes, with talismans he could control mountains and rivers, he could slay immortals and destroy ancestors, and reach the pinnacle of martial arts!

Manipulating imperial power, rising step by step, turning the world upside down with a flick of the wrist!

......

He rejoined the Lingfu Sect many years later.

The main gate was wide open, and the entire family knelt to welcome them.

The crowd was filled with trepidation: "We warmly welcome Lord Xiao to the Lingfu Sect, bringing great honor to our humble abode!"

Xiao Ren licked his lips. "Actually, I still prefer the unruly way you all were before!"

Yu Yuan transmigrated to the prehistoric world and swallowed the unformed Di Jun and Dong Huang in one gulp.

Is he going to follow in their footsteps?

Damn it! He's not going to participate in the Lich Wars!

So he stayed on the Sun Star, spending his days watching birds and drinking tea.

Who knew that the Witch Clan would become increasingly powerful, and the entire prehistoric world would kneel and beg him to come out of seclusion.

Nuwa: "If Fellow Daoist Yuyuan does not become the Demon Emperor, our demon race will perish!"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Fellow Daoist, you still have the mood to drink tea? The primordial world is a scene of utter devastation!"

Hongjun immediately turned red and warmed up, then ran to the Sun Star to invite him: "If you don't come, Heaven will make arrangements for me!"

Marrying the powerful regent, Song Ying felt her life had been worthwhile. After the marriage, she managed the inner court of the prince's residence, diligently fulfilling her duties and always thinking of and caring for Yue Shaozhi. She hoped to warm the heart of this cold husband, but ultimately, she couldn't compete with the charming younger sister who was so popular. Tired and frustrated, Song Ying requested a divorce and returned to her parents' home, only to find herself entangled with a man. When Huo Zhen saw Song Ying again, she was now married. Having waited so long for her to divorce, he was determined to have her this time. Huo Zhen: "I know you were heartbroken by that bastard, but I'm not him. How about this, you take me first and try it out. If you don't like it, you can throw me away and I won't bother you anymore." Song Ying: "You should..."

The ancient gods fell, the great sage was buried in the starry sky, the path of cultivation withered, the descendants of gods roamed the world, and one man guarded the country.

After being reborn after death, Shen Qing traveled here. He did not have the blood of gods in his body, but he had a mysterious sundial.

Shen Qing used the sundial to reverse time, stepped into ancient history, and wrote his own unique myth.

Thousands of years ago, at the end of the dynasty, she rose from obscurity, rode her horse and sword in the battlefield, slaughtered the emperor in blood, and finally beheaded the emperor, hanging his head above the imperial palace. She was revered as the Martial God of the time.

Ten thousand years ago, hundreds of paths were declining, and the remaining gods and goddesses fought against each other for a meager share of destiny. The war was raging, and all living beings suffered greatly. She carried a knife and traveled millions of miles, punishing the unjust, destroying mountains and temples, and killing all the obscene ghosts and gods. People revered her as a war fairy.

Millions of years ago, the last descendant of the gods, who carried the true blood of the gods, looked down upon the starry sky and the universe, arbitrarily making decisions and controlling the life and death of all spirits. She stepped on the remains of the gods, buried the only remaining bones and blood of the ancient gods, and played the music of the twilight of the gods.

Walking through the years, pursuing the ancient world of cultivation, unknowingly, when Shen Qing looked back again, she had passed through the entire ancient history and arrived at the origin of the long river of time and space.

All the previous lives have turned to ashes, and eternity has become nothing in the blink of an eye.

This land is inhabited by dragons.

Dragons come in all shapes and sizes, some roaming the rivers and seas, some soaring over high mountains, some hiding in the netherworld, and some leaping among the clouds.

Once it rises up, it can swallow the wind and bring down snow, divert rivers and streams, unleash thunder and spew fire, and divide mountains and avoid the sea.

Dragons also exist in this human world.

A dragon among men, possessing lofty ambitions, brilliant strategies, the capacity to encompass the universe, and the will to swallow the heavens and earth.

When the opportunity arises, one can turn the tide, determine the course of events, establish one's dominance, and prove oneself to be a dragon among men.

As a lost time traveler, Zhang Xing initially wanted to become a dragon, but later he found that the industry was too corrupt, so he decided to change careers and become a dragon among dragons.

The saying goes, "Travel the world's roads to make the world accessible everywhere, and dismiss all dragons so that everyone in the world can become a dragon."

This is a cliché time-travel story.

[Mortal Journey, No System, Spatial Ability, Herb Garden, Celestial Pets] Even a small person can have great opportunities. A mountain boy with the Three Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand is captured by evil cultivators and used as a test subject for medicine. Unexpectedly, this misfortune turns into a blessing, leading him onto a bumpy and bizarre path of cultivation. From then on, he grows spiritual herbs, raises celestial beasts, refines pills, makes talismans, and cultivates forbidden arrays. He kills, steals treasures, and seizes opportunities... walking on the edge of a knife, seeking enlightenment amidst conspiracies and schemes! "Nine spiritual roots talent? Never able to break through to the second level of Qi Refining in his entire life?" Many years later, when all beings bow down in worship, who could have imagined that the renowned Supreme Lord of Heaven, like them, once struggled bitterly on the path to immortality...?

The beginning of all illusions is also the end of all journeys. Humanity's future must be created, expanded, and protected by humanity itself… not interfered with by those who lack the qualifications of "humanity." If you insist on interfering with humanity's future, who will you save? Without the Grand Order of the 48th Master, 'Fujimaru Ritsuka,' humanity is destined for destruction. And you cannot save anyone! As a parting gift, I bestow upon you a name. —Yuki Suzuki

Seeing the true nature of reality, all phenomena are empty; in an instant, one realizes that all phenomena are the same. Once the glory cannot be hidden, it is revealed face to face.

The decision states that some people are unwilling to truly believe in the Buddha's teachings, so we must directly address the root cause and gradually teach people by picking leaves and searching for branches.

Birth and death have occurred countless times, and this has been true since time immemorial. There are countless forms of gods and demons, but nothing can truly restore one's original nature.

I study the exoteric teachings and practice the esoteric teachings; though our expedient methods differ, we ultimately return to the same origin. Since traversing the path to Nirvana, I have come to understand that birth and death are inherently empty.

Whether walking or sitting, all is emptiness; whether speaking or remaining silent, moving or still, all is emptiness. Even if a sharp blade is at your head, it is as if a sharp sword is cutting through the spring breeze.

Suddenly I realized the wondrous source of mind; the shell of ignorance cracked open, and all was the same. In dreams, the six realms were clearly present, but upon awakening, all was empty, devoid of saints or mortals.

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