Don't say my script is fake.

Bai Mu felt that he should be a time traveler who traveled through time for the most bizarre reason.

He fell in love with the system, and was finally tricked by the system to travel through time.

Looking back, he was still a young man in his early twenties, in the prime of his life, with a handsome face and a delicate face. He would broadcast online and chat with silly netizens, and then he was spotted by a beautiful sister. He was so happy that he became the top sister on the list and hoped to have a relationship with him that would not break up.

He wanted to refuse righteously, but the sister gave too much.

He thought that the sister must be out to play with a little milk dog, and kicked her away when she got tired of it, so he chose to be with the sister for money instead of heart.

Then

He fell.

No, who can refuse a big sister who is 1.7 meters tall, has a perfect figure, a warm personality, is intimate and kind, has money and beauty, and will grab your hand and act coquettishly?

MD, I just have a bad stomach in this life, and I can only eat soft rice!

He is determined to eat this soft rice, and even Jesus can't keep it, he said!

Then one day, the elder sister asked if he wanted to travel with her to a very far place, and he agreed without hesitation.

He even agreed to the place in Lao Myanmar.

But the elder sister didn't say it was another world.

Then the elder sister. The system that brought him here told him that the fantasy world was real and the elder sister was fake.

He was a system that could turn fake things into real things, and he had only one ability, which was to turn fake things into real things.

Whether it was people or things.

He found many anchors on the Internet and used the same method to deceive, but he was the only one who was fooled, and he was deceived for three years in a row.

[It's not considered being deceived. Turning fake things into real things, turning fake things into real things, as long as someone believes, the fake can also become real. In theory, when you believe that the elder sister exists, she is real. ]

[The house, car, yacht and plane she bought for you are also real. ]

"Why is it gone now?"

[I said she was fake, you believed it, and then she became fake again. ]

Double affirmation expresses negation, right?

Hard, the fist is hard.

"Damn system, you have to compensate me for my wife!!!!"

The system said that this was a nameless cultivation world, similar to the world of fantasy novels he read every day, and he was now one with Him, and he could also use His abilities, so how he would do here depended on his ability.

If he could convince the whole world that he was the Great Emperor, then he could be the Great Emperor.

If not,

the system would go to sleep and let him play freely.

But what can a kid who has just entered society and has been deceived by a bad system do?

He is unfamiliar with the place and can't do anything.

After struggling for three years, he was beaten to pieces by reality and finally decided to do something.

Damn it, you can make anything come true, right!

As long as others believe it, it can be true, right!

In this case, don't blame him!

Fabricating falsehoods and creating history, immortal in the long river of time!

No one can refuse invincible immortality, not even Bai Mu!

I will also let those guys in the cultivation world taste the taste of my wife being gone!

From now on, let the cultivation world feel pain!

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"Sister, sister, come and catch me."

"Don't run so fast, little brother."

Inside the pavilions and attics, between the trees and rocks, there are innocent laughter and joy.

Zhao Qinghan chased the children jumping in front of her.

But when she was about to touch the children, the surrounding scenery was broken, like a mirror.

She opened her eyes suddenly and woke up from her dream.

Three months ago, Zhao Qinghan began to fall asleep unconsciously from time to time.

At first, she fell asleep inadvertently while meditating at night, and now she may fall asleep during the day.

And after falling asleep, she will inevitably dream.

In the dream, she will become a child and have a younger brother. They play and play in a very large place, like a paradise.

But every time she dreams to the end, it will inevitably break suddenly and wake up all of a sudden.

It doesn't seem like she woke up by herself, but more like she died in the dream and woke up, like a nightmare.

She doesn't resist dreaming.

When monks dream, they often have a moment of awakening, enlightenment, or seeing things that are destined in the past and future. How many people want to do this but don't have the way to do it.

Her dream may also be telling her something.

But.

She always feels a sense of disharmony.

She has no younger brother, and she doesn't call him younger brother affectionately.

She hasn't had much emotion since she was a child, and she is indifferent and casual to everyone.

The master said that she was born a ruthless Taoist seed, untainted by the dust of the world.

How could such a woman have such a dream?

Is this really a revelation from heaven?

She remembered that she fell asleep when she was flying on the sword, and she couldn't hold on and fell down.

She had another dream, and appeared here when she woke up.

There were no scars on her body, and her clothes were a little dusty.

It didn't hurt.

But she should have been flying across the Hengduan Valley at that time, so how did she appear here?

Forget it, some small problems are not important.

She walked forward with the sword, and soon came to the end of the long road and pushed open the stone door.

A tomb came into view.

The tomb was not small, about a thousand square meters, with a wooden coffin in the middle, the lid of which had been opened, and a stone tablet at the entrance to the tomb.

She could not recognize the wood the coffin was made of, but it was very hard and could not be damaged even if she tried hard.

The words on the stone tablet were deliberately erased, except for the two words "Nangong" which were clearly visible, the others were not clear.

There were also murals around, which seemed to record the life of the tomb owner through the murals.

How long ago was it that the past was recorded through murals?

It was not popular more than 200,000 years ago.

The painting above shows a delivery room, where a woman gave birth to a little man, who grew up happily in the care of another little man.

They seemed to be siblings.

They laughed and had fun together since childhood, which looked very beautiful.

The second to last painting of the mural shows the brother and sister playing happily among the pavilions, trees and rocks.

For some reason, she had a sense of déjà vu.

It seemed that she had seen it somewhere before.

The dream flashed by, and she felt a throbbing in her heart.

Is it. The content of the dream?

The scenery in the dream is the third painting on this stone wall?

What about the last painting after the dream was broken?

She suddenly felt a little curious and wanted to see the last painting.

But when she left, she looked back.

"Who is it."

Her eyes swept across the tomb, but the tomb was empty, and there was no one else except her.

I just felt a gaze.

Is it an illusion?

The next moment, the alarm bell rang, and the body that had been tempered by thousands of hammers reacted.

She flashed away from the spot and looked.

At the place where she had just stood, a black monster with black fog all over his body appeared. He looked terrible and could only be barely recognized as a human monster.

It was not an illusion, she was indeed being targeted.

"Who are you?"

Her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her indifferent expression was slightly disturbed.

She didn't like this person.

For some reason, the black fog made her feel instinctively disgusted.

But the man didn't speak, just laughed, and then rushed towards her.

There seemed to be chains hidden in the black fog, and she heard the sound of the chains.

Zhao Qinghan rushed forward and tried to control the other party, but she seemed to have overestimated herself. After a face-to-face fight, the sword was broken by the chain, and she was also locked to the wall.

It was only a moment before and after.

She didn't even have time to come back to her senses.

Did I lose?

Yao Chi Tai's senior sister, a little master of the fourth realm of Lan Yue, lost so easily?

Her expression was a little unbearable.

"Who are you?"

To be able to defeat the fourth realm of Lan Yue in an instant, he must be a master of the fifth realm or above. Such a master is also well-known in small places.

Who is he?

But the black-robed man was still so arrogant, pretending to be a master without saying a word, and a big hand wrapped in black mist grabbed her head.

Her breathing stopped suddenly, her hair stood up, and the breath of death enveloped her whole body.

This person wants to kill herself!

The spiritual weapon that the master gave to her so that she could travel the world and save her life!

The Dragon Lock, the Green Peak, the Tianchi Seal, and the Qingluan Fan

Why didn't they respond?

Unable to breathe, and unable to mobilize spiritual power, she was like a drowning person, unable to exert a single breath.

Was she going to die here?

Just when she couldn't believe it and thought that she was going to die so easily, a warm current suddenly emerged from her chest, and the black-robed man screamed and disappeared.

"Sister!"

Eyes suddenly opened.

Zhao Qinghan sat up from the ground.

She looked around, the sun was shining brightly, the breeze was blowing gently, everything was what she remembered the Hengduan Valley to be like, everything that just happened seemed to be just a dream.

Is it a dream?

She was a little scared, but when she saw the broken sword in her peripheral vision, she was shocked again.

Her sword was broken!

How could it be, wasn't it a dream?

The back and limbs seemed to have just reacted, and the burning pain came from all corners.

She rolled up her long sleeves and found that there were traces of being strangled all over her limbs.

What just happened was not a dream.

It was real.

But, this

When she was a little flustered, the boy's voice rang out happily.

"Sister."