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The arena of the heavens.

Between the shadows of three thousand worlds.

Emperor Wen of Song Liu Yilong, Emperor Taizu of Later Liang Zhu Wen, Emperor Yuan of Wei Cao Huan and other emperors walked out of the space channel.

Looking at the scene before him, the vast and boundless world opened up by the Taoist Hongjun slowly returned to silence.

In addition, there are sentient beings who are still in retreat, traveling, and seeking enlightenment, and have no idea what happened until their souls are gone.

This also includes the Taoist master Hongjun who is secretly hiding.

Emperor Wen of Song, Liu Yilong, sighed:
"The moon in the mirror and the flower in the water are both within reach and out of reach."

"It is a kind of happiness that those lives are scattered in ignorance."

Emperor Cao Huan of Wei had already known the insidiousness of Daozu Hongjun and said:

"Happiness? Haha, I guess the sooner you die, the sooner you'll be free, right?"

"You don't know that Hongjun, this bastard, looks righteous, but he is actually a despicable and shameless old thief."

"According to the original history of the prehistoric world, he would attain sainthood during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, and then prevent sentient beings from surpassing him."

"Preach to sentient beings, teach them the method of beheading the three corpses, and cut off their hope of attaining enlightenment."

“He also took Taiqing and others, who have the most terrifying aptitude among all the great masters, as his disciples, and passed on the Hongmeng Purple Qi to them, making them puppets of the Heavenly Dao.”

There was contempt in his words.

King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin, occasionally looked at the phantoms of those worlds, and said thoughtfully:

"Emperor Wu, do you think I can also go and open up a new world for fun?"

"Can this world bear the existence of a saint?"

He went there for fun, not to train himself like Emperor Zhenzong and Emperor Renzong of Song.

Therefore, if evolution is to occur, it should be the evolution of the great catastrophe of the ancient times, rather than the chaotic times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty where people had to eat tree roots to fill their stomachs.

Emperor Cao Cao of Wei saw through King Zhou of Shang's gaze and warned:

"Emperor Xin, don't go too far."

"From Tiandao's actions this time, we can see that the cultivation of illusory creatures has reached the extreme. They can completely follow the breath and break out of the world."

"If you evolve the Conferred God Tribulation in the Great Thousand World, I'm afraid those saints will really come out to attack you. I won't care about you at that time."

King Zhou of Shang, Di Xin, was struck by what he had been thinking, and smiled awkwardly:

"Ahem, don't worry, don't worry, I will do what I can."

Afterwards, King Zhou of Shang said goodbye to the people who came to see the destruction of the world, and went to a new world alone.

When Zhu Wen, the founder of the Later Liang Dynasty, saw this scene, he looked eager and said:
"Ahem, then Emperor Wu... I'm going to play for a while too."

Emperor Cao Cao of Wei was worried about seeing the tyrant Taizu of Later Liang, so he said:
"Okay, you watch out too."

Zhu Wen, the founder of the Later Liang Dynasty, nodded and ran to the depths of the Three Thousand Worlds phantom, muttering to himself:
"Evolve a world that belongs to me alone...hiss...I can finally experience the absurd life of Emperor Gaozu of Han in the land of four seas!"

"Hahaha"

……

Song Dynasty plane.

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng held the martial arts manual in his hands and read it with great interest. He saw Song Renzong sitting there with an uncomfortable look on his face from the corner of his eye and asked:
"Zhen'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you worried that Heaven will destroy the Song Dynasty? Don't worry, there will be a higher ceiling if the sky falls."

"It's going to fall anyway, no one in every dynasty can escape it."

Song Renzong Zhao Zhen shook his head and said truthfully:
"Father, I am just wondering why the Song Dynasty wants to practice martial arts?"

"The immortal way is not good? Flying into the sky and hiding in the ground, covering the sky with one hand, the martial arts way is too weak."

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng came to sit in front of Song Renzong and said earnestly:

"What do you know, you rebellious son? You've never been hungry before. You should be sent out to beg in the chaotic world at the end of the Yuan Dynasty."

"What's wrong with martial arts? When you reach the end, you can be reborn with a drop of blood, your body will be like a magic weapon, and you won't be afraid of supernatural powers."

"The most important thing is that after practicing martial arts, you don't have to worry about being hungry."

Song Renzong Zhao Zhen raised his head and stared at his father with a strange look.

Hiss… Could it be that the chaotic times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty were really a den of dragons and tigers? Why did my father go there once and after returning, he was always worried about being hungry?

This is also the fault of the later emperors of the Song Dynasty. Look at the Han, Tang, and Ming dynasties, there is no news of cultivating later emperors.

……

In the chat group.

Emperor Yuan of Wei, Cao Huan: It would be a shame if you didn’t come to see it.

Emperor Yuan of Wei, Cao Huan: Think about how Hongjun planned everything, but died in ignorance, hahahaha.

Emperor Wen of Song, Liu Yilong: The scene of the world turning into nothingness is truly shocking.

Emperor Wen of Song, Liu Yilong: This is the first time I have seen such a spectacular scenery. This trip was well worth it.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: Humph, if you come to the Qing Dynasty, I guarantee you won’t want to watch it anymore.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: The laws of nature are really difficult to deal with.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: Song Gaozong, the demon ancestor Rāhu has fallen, why haven’t you come back yet?

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: So you are going to wear mourning clothes?
Li Heng, Emperor Suzong of Tang: I remember when Emperor Guangzong of Song, Zhao Dun, passed away, this incompetent ruler acted as if nothing had happened.

Tang Suzong Li Heng: Why are you pretending now?
Song Gaozong Zhao Gou:...

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: Go away, go away. What's the point of wearing mourning clothes? I just want to sort out my harvest.

……

a moment.

The mechanical system prompt sounded in the ears of all group members.

[Ding, the prehistoric world has been destroyed. ]

……

Zhou Dynasty.

Then I saw a lifelike phoenix flying in the palace.

There was a strong sense of oppression mixed in with the cries, and as the sound spread, all the birds and beasts fell to their knees and trembled.

Empress Wu Zetian of the Great Zhou held a pen in one hand, copying all the magical powers of the Phoenix Clan from her memory, and said:

"Feng Xiao, the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation has come to an end for now. Do you think there will be a Heaven-opening Tribulation?"

"I bet yes. If I lose, I can grant you one request."

Guo Jia sat there without any image, tasting the wine brewed from dragon bones, and said lazily:

"Your Majesty, if you want to bully me, just say so. Why use such tricks? It's just a matter of your words."

Wu Zetian chuckled and said:

"I saw that you were drinking and having fun all day, wasting your time on cultivation, so I wanted to find something for you to do."

Hearing this, Guo Jia was anxiously thinking of an excuse, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said:

"Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered that the Tang Dynasty had the Bad Guys, the Ming Dynasty had the Embroidered Uniform Guards and the Demon-Slaying Guards. Shouldn't the Great Zhou learn from them?"

"Well, when these spies were in the past dynasties, they had to have a second identity to cover their identity. I am not talented enough, but I am willing to..."

Wu Zetian looked at Guo Jia with some surprise and said:

"Fengxiao, do you think there is a possibility that Zhicai has already reported this matter some time ago?"

"Do you... remember what year it is today?"

When Wu Zetian was hesitating whether to use a magical secret technique to forbid Guo Jia to drink.

The latter thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true, but he did not pay too much attention to it.

If he wasn't afraid that His Majesty would find him a lot of things to do, he wouldn't want to be displaced, leave his hometown, and travel to other dynasties.

"Is that right?"

"Well, since we are born to be filial, why should we be born to be ambitious and talented?"

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(End of this chapter)