King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 743 Recreate the myth

Legends and history are intertwined, fantasy and reality overlap, so at the beginning of ancient times, there was a Taoist ancestor who preached, and there were six saints under his seat, the gods united with the way of heaven, and enjoyed eternal infinity.

The heavens, the earth, and the Tao are changing, all transformations are impermanent, and there are immeasurable kalpas!

The struggle for hegemony among all races is the first catastrophe, which is called the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasties.

Afterwards, there will be a great battle between liches, one will control the sky, and the other will control the earth. When they fight against each other, the world mourns. This is the second catastrophe!

Afterwards, there was a battle between the saints, smashing the prehistoric world, the ancestors of Taoism emerged, re-smelting the earth, fire, feng shui, turning the great world into the universe, splitting countless parallel time and space, and attempting to correct the trajectory of time!
This move is against the sky, against the way, and is incompatible with all things. The sage replaced the sky and borrowed the power of the sky to seal the Taoist ancestor in the Zixiao Palace in order to destroy the Taoist ancestor's calculations.

Since then, the sage did not come out, the Taoist ancestor did not appear, and the epic of a period of time has opened a new chapter since then...

The seeds of hope have been planted, can the forgotten years be reappeared; the heavens have fallen, all the immortals and demons in the nine heavens have fallen, the game between the saints and the Taoist ancestors, the invincible characters, where is the hope of detachment?

Ancient myths are waiting for you to create!
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The cold and majestic voice of the Lord God rang in the ears of the reincarnated people, and a sense of mission grew in their hearts.

They know that they are not simply completing the task now, but are creating a piece of history in exchange for a piece of legend.

This is an epic quest in the land of reincarnation, called Recreating Mythology. This large-scale quest has been going on for nearly a hundred years. Countless reincarnations have gone on and on, gradually perfecting a dilapidated world!

Among them, this mission has been updated dozens of times, and the difficulty and rewards of each mission will be greatly increased, and the things created by the reincarnation will also be integrated into the timeline.

According to the introduction of the main god, this is the last epic mission and the most critical one. The mythical world is divided into five chapters, waiting for the reincarnation to complete and create!
"There are five chapters in the world of mythology, the Contending of the Hundred Saints, the Contest of Chu and Han, the Concurrent Rise of the Three Kingdoms, the Tide of Chaos, and the Infinite Future. I don't know which chapter we will draw this time!" In the land of reincarnation, Ji Haowen closed his eyes and spoke slowly. Said.

Around him, there is a man and two women, these are his teammates!

Originally, with his great emperor's combat power, it was enough to flatten the reincarnation world, but this mythical world is different, it grows and evolves every time.

In the previous version, the saints in the mythical world were already comparable to real immortals, but in this final version, he heard some rumors that the saints in it seemed to have been promoted to the level of fairy kings.

Therefore, he has been looking for teammates since a few years ago to overcome difficulties together. The mythical world is too dangerous. Although he has good combat power alone, it is difficult to accomplish anything!

"Although there is no key content out of the five major chapters, based on the past dozen missions, we can guess something!" The person who spoke was a woman with picturesque eyebrows and a long emerald green dress. Her breath was very soft. , Ruo Shui, like a fairy who fell into the mortal world.

Her name is Gong Yu, and she is proficient in counting. Although she has never broken through the emperor's realm, she is also a figure at the peak of the quasi-emperor. The emperor's realm is like a moat, which is difficult to cross. Inch.

"In the previous version, it was King Wu who defeated Zhou. Among them, Yuanshi Tianmo was the incarnation of evil thoughts of Yuanshi Tianzun, and his combat power was close to that of immortals. If Ji Fa hadn't defeated Yuanshi Tianma at the last moment with Dacheng's treasure of the sky, I'm afraid we would all be defeated." Fell there!" Gong Yu said seriously: "And this time, I suspect that I may meet Yuanshi Tianzun's body!"

"Hundred Saints, if there is a Hundred Saints, then I'm afraid it's the Hundred Saints Immortal King. If we win the first chapter, it's probably a bad luck!"

Ji Haowen answered and comforted: "Perhaps the Hundred Saints does not refer to the Hundred Saints. It is said that the five chapters this time are very similar to the legend of an ancient star named Earth. Some reincarnation people from the Earth said that the Hundred Saints Not a real saint!"

"The Lord God has already said that there are only six great saints sitting down in Daozu, and maybe only these six are the true saints."

"Maybe!" Gong Yu said: "I understand what you said, maybe this mythical world was created by the Lord God and the legends in the universe!"

There are too many myths circulating in the universe, and there are too many similarities and differences. It is difficult to identify specific things just by relying on the name.

"Chu-Han struggle for hegemony and the rise of the Three Kingdoms. No one has experienced anything like this. And the tide of chaos behind, I suspect that may be the third last version we have experienced!"

Ji Haowen asked: "You mean, the tide of chaos is the catastrophe of doomsday?"

Gong Yu nodded.

"As for the final infinite future, there is no word about it. It may be a new era deduced by the Lord God combined with mythology!"

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In Luoyi of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, there was a bright moon in the sky, and there were no clouds.

The moonlight sprinkled down, carrying a cool and holy atmosphere, covering everything with a layer of crystal luster.

The low ancient city, the wide streets, no pedestrians on the streets, it is late at night, it is the time of the curfew, and the lights of every house have been extinguished, only the most central imperial city is still brightly lit.

This is the imperial capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It has been more than 500 years since King Wu defeated Zhou Dynasty. Now the world is full of heroes, and the dynasty that once ruled the world has lost its restraint on the princes of all walks of life.

A corner of the imperial city is very quiet, and few people come here on weekdays. This is the place where Da Zhou's books are collected, and there are hundreds of thousands of scriptures in it.

For ordinary people, these books are worthless, but for those with great wisdom, this place is a treasure that is hard to find.

In the dark library, the smell of ink and musty are intertwined, turning into an extremely unpleasant smell, which is one of the reasons why few people come here on weekdays.

At the door of the library, a middle-aged man with white beard and hair, dressed in kudzu clothes, was facing the moonlight, looking at the scroll in his hand with a candle the size of a bean on the table.

The face of the middle-aged man is very gentle, and there is a sense of indifference and naturalness in his body. He sits quietly, as if he has merged with this world, this time and space, regardless of each other.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man put down the scripture in his hand and said loudly: "I don't know if the teacher came here suddenly, I'm sorry!"

As the voice fell, a young man in a white robe who looked to be in his twenties suddenly walked in from the door. There was no trace of dust on the young man, nor did he show any attractive aura.

When he entered the room, the originally dark room seemed to be lit up, and the darkness disappeared.

"Unexpectedly, you still remember me as a teacher!" Zhang Daoyi smiled. Although he looked younger, the middle-aged man in front of him was indeed his disciple.

The middle-aged man took two steps forward, cupped his hands, bowed down, and said, "Don't dare to forget!"

Although he is just a reincarnation of a little inspiration, and the information he carries is limited, but there are some things that he dare not forget, nor can he forget.

(End of this chapter)