I Am God of All Worlds Chat Group

"How can you hesitate, how can you give up."

"I, Xin Qiji, do not seek longevity in this life, but only seek to realize my aspirations. I am worthy of my heart and worthy of heaven and earth."

Xin Qiji said in a low voice, as if he was talking to other people, but also as if he was talking to himself. In the end, his cloudy eyes became clear, as if he had returned to the years of fighting on the battlefield, and his tone became calm and serious.

As soon as the words fell, Xin Qiji resolutely purchased the cultivation method of Wenqi Zhidao, and used all the points to strengthen his own cultivation of Wenqi Dao. The next second, a white beam of light shot up into the sky, startling all the creatures in a thousand miles around .

Xin Qiji only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and his consciousness was lost in the infinite righteousness. Hundreds of figures in high crowned ancient clothes appeared in Xin Qiji's consciousness, and then the deafening sound of reading resounded in Xin Qiji's ears. A scene appeared in Xin Qiji's consciousness. It turned out that the figures of these hundreds of high-crown ancient clothes were the founders of the hundreds of schools of thought. Now because Xin Qiji chose the way of literary spirit, the heaven and the earth felt the inheritance of the hundreds of schools of thought. Passed on to Xin Qiji.

In the same place, the white beam of light went straight into the sky, and all living beings could see this vision of heaven and earth. As Xin Qiji began to accept the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought in this world, the statues of literary saints enshrined in all Confucian temples on the Central Plains also began to vibrate. One after another, famous scholars and Confucians who had been submerged in the long river of history appeared in the sky over the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty, shocking the entire Southern Song Dynasty.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

The scope of this vision spread throughout the Southern Song Dynasty. Even Song Duzong, who had just succeeded to the throne in the Southern Song Dynasty, was terrified by this vision, thinking that the natural vision must be a sign of the demise of the Song Dynasty. , is a sign of the birth of a Confucian sage, and was expelled from Lin'an by Jia Sidao, a generation of powerful ministers, in the name of nonsense.

In the entire Southern Song Dynasty, because Xin Qiji accepted the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought, and suddenly realized the vision brought about by the way of literary spirit, he was panicked and suspicious.

Lin'an, Southern Song court, in the main hall of the imperial palace, the young Song Duzong looked at the middle-aged man standing in the main hall, Jia Sidao, the head of all the ministers, with power in the court, even if he is the emperor now, he still wants to use it The teacher treats him with courtesy, and he is a veritable generation of power.

"Your Majesty, some time ago, Mongolia sent envoys to Lain'an, with the intention of becoming an ally with our court, and sent troops together to destroy the Jin Kingdom and the Jin people. After that, there were visions of heaven and earth, the Confucian Temple, and the phantoms of those ancient sages. , This must mean that the heavens are protecting our dynasty, and please allow your Majesty, I am willing to use the power of the whole country to lead [-] soldiers to conquer the Kingdom of Jin. This trip will definitely destroy the Kingdom of Jin."

Jia Sidao took a step forward and looked around at the mediocre people in the court. Although he was angry, he still proposed to lead all the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty to fight to the death with the Kingdom of Jin. In this battle, the Southern Song Dynasty and Mongolia formed an alliance, and the Kingdom of Jin would undoubtedly lose. However, if the Kingdom of Jin is destroyed, Mongolia's next goal is the Southern Song Dynasty. Therefore, Jia Sidao planned to destroy the Kingdom of Jin in the first battle, and also play the prestige of the Song Dynasty, so as to frighten Mongolia so that it would not dare to act rashly.

"Since the teacher and minister have this determination, I will wait for the teacher and minister to return in triumph in Lin'an."

Song Duzong saw that no one in the civil and military dynasties dared to speak out against him, and he felt a little sad that he was now the emperor, but he had to be manipulated by others. However, he has just succeeded to the throne not long ago, and he is not yet in power. Opponents who are similar to each other can only be at the mercy of him, so he said with a smile, from the surface it looks like a harmonious scene of the monarch and his subjects.

"Since that's the case, minister, I will retire first. The expedition is of great importance, and I must return to the government to plan carefully."

Jia Sidao looked at the immature Song Duzong, said calmly, and then left directly. Maybe many people think that he is now in power and can do whatever he wants, but who would have known that he just didn't want to let this group of mediocre Those who do nothing will continue to control the court and drag the entire Song Dynasty into a situation where the country is ruined and the family is destroyed.

"Emperor? Minister, different ways do not conspire with each other. I have done everything I can. If it can be delayed for a few years, let's delay it for a few years. The Southern Song Dynasty has been corrupted to the point where everyone is dreaming and dying." gone."

"Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, in a few years, it will be the time for the Yuan Dynasty to appear on the scene. Mongolia, Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty. Since I, Jia Sidao, have been lucky enough to come to this era, the era when the Han people were oppressed, then even if I give everything I have, Change this sad history."

Jia Sidao walked out of the hall, looked at the resplendent palace in front of him, and thought in his heart, he is not the original Jia Sidao, or he is the soul of later generations. Jia Sidao, a generation of power ministers, after the initial confusion, he integrated the memories of the original Jia Sidao, and then quickly adapted to his new identity, a generation of power ministers, and this prosperous but short-lived Southern Song Dynasty.

"It's just that I have been in this world for more than a year, and I have never heard of any strange people and strange things, but now the white beams of light in the distant sky, the appearances of all the Confucian temples in the entire Southern Song Dynasty, and the ghosts appearing in midair from time to time Dozens of old men, I have never heard of these things in the history books of later generations, if there is no secret hidden under the historical records, there is some abnormal change."

"I just hope that what I have done can be useful. Give me half a year, and the [-] recruits of the Song Dynasty will be able to go to the battlefield. Unfortunately, the time is not waiting for me. Now I can only lead the [-] soldiers who have been repeatedly defeated. Even if the Jin people are blinded by the prosperity of the past when the Song soldiers go to the battlefield, the [-] troops that they put together here and there will not be of much use."

"I can only suspend the march, and wait until the Mongolian side advances all the way, and then I will lead [-] Song soldiers to attack along the way, or, to make a plan, unite with the Jinren, and bite Mongolia back at the last moment, as long as this The two countries can lose both, and the Southern Song Dynasty will not be destroyed so quickly."

"It's a pity. I only hate that I didn't study hard when I was in school. I only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. If it weren't for Jia Sidao's own background, I'm afraid I would have been unable to hold on."

"If there is an afterlife, I swear that I will study hard and never sleep in class again."

As Jia Sidao walked out, he thought about it. If he could choose, he would rather be the illegitimate son of a wealthy family than the famous powerful minister Jia Sidao. There are too many things to deal with every day, and, Every day I see the ministers who are either seeking peace or seeking pleasure, and the emperor who ascended the throne at a young age, an expert in internal fighting and an amateur in external fighting. How to get rid of him, can Da Song leave Jia Sidao now?No, if something happened to him, the situation that had improved slightly would collapse again.

"God, why am I the one who traveled here and not someone else? I can't take the ministers and emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty with me. Please help me."

When he walked out of the palace, Jia Sidao looked back at the palace, turned his head and looked up at the sky helplessly, the heavy burden of the whole court was on him, which made him almost out of breath, now he only hoped that everything would be done according to his If the plan goes, the Southern Song Dynasty can still survive for decades, and then there will be a few ministers and famous generals of ZTE, then he can officially retire and return to his hometown.

At this moment, the white beam of light in mid-air suddenly dissipated and turned into countless lines of ink, filling the sky over the entire Southern Song Dynasty. In front of the wooden house, Xin Qiji opened his eyes. , or in his demeanor, all have undergone earth-shaking changes.

"This turn of events was unexpected, and Boss Sedum and the others didn't mention it. Presumably, my situation should be a special case."

"It's a matter of course to break through to the third level, without any hidden dangers. It feels natural, and the inheritance of the various schools of thought has made my way of writing and qi great, and I have also mastered verbal criticism and pen criticism."

"It's impossible to go so smoothly. It seems that the consciousness of the world is perfecting me, or in other words, is it that everyone is prosperous and everyone is damaged?"

Xin Qiji raised his head, looked at the long river of brush and ink in mid-air, thinking about his sudden epiphany, and the origin of the inheritance of various schools of thought, receiving the favor of the world consciousness for no reason, which made Xin Qiji hesitate, wondering whether he should owe this A big cause and effect.

Xin Qiji was in the chat group before, and he had already seen that even Xu Xian, the fourth-rank boss, and three group members, because they wanted to help him, they were all there to find a way so that he could easily repay the cause and effect in the future without being affected. Limited to cause and effect, if the earth is so kind to him today for no reason, Xin Qiji hesitates, whether to abolish his cultivation of Wenqi Dao, the cause and effect of heaven and earth are not easy to owe.

"If according to what the big brother Xu Xian said, this world is just an ordinary world, and there is only one way to end this world, and that is to become a technological plane. Although I don't know what this so-called technology is, but this way For the world, it is tantamount to destroying its walls."

"So, after I was lucky enough to enter the chat group, the world consciousness has been aware of it, and the way of Wenqi does not require spiritual energy, but only the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth. Therefore, the world consciousness has fulfilled me."

"And the intention of the world consciousness, if I expected it right, is to let me spread the cultivation method of Wenqi."

Xin Qiji looked at the sky, without any reaction, he knew that the world consciousness of the world he was in should be very weak now, otherwise he could easily read his inner thoughts and talk to him openly, instead of just giving benefits , but did not say how to repay.

"Are you acting on instinct? Now my body has returned to health, but my lifespan is only ten years. It doesn't matter if I was born in the world and died in the world."

Xin Qiji suppressed his complicated thoughts and spoke calmly.

"In any case, I, Xin Qiji, will take over this cause and effect. From now on, I will spread the way of literary spirit to the world, and the world will learn from it."

After Xin Qiji's words fell, a flash of lightning flashed between heaven and earth, as if the world consciousness recognized Xin Qiji's words.

"If I hadn't known the current situation in this world from the words of several group members, I wouldn't have thought of the matter of karmic repayment."

Xin Qiji looked at the lightning flashing in the sky, and knew that his guess was correct, and the world consciousness was helping him. Whether it was epiphany or the inheritance of various schools of thought, they were all means of world consciousness.

"Forget it, maybe I will be busy in the next ten years."

"The long river of pen and ink in the sky covers the entire territory of the Southern Song Dynasty. Isn't this my method, is it a method of world awareness? I want me to show the way of literary spirit in front of all living beings, and then I can easily recruit disciples and pass on literary spirit The method of cultivating the Dao, and, with this vision of heaven and earth as a foreshadowing, it will make countless scholars crazily yearn for the Dao of Wenqi."

"Just the instinctive world awareness can be counted to this point. It's really powerful. No matter, I can only master verbal criticism, and I don't know how powerful it is."

"Today, let me see how powerful this verbal criticism is."

Xin Qiji smiled and said, looking at the long river of brush and ink in the sky, sensing his healthy body and the endless righteousness in his body, now his strength belongs to the third level in the strength division of the chat group, but, This is also the division given by the chat group. He can't tell exactly what level his strength has reached. Now that the world consciousness is paving the way for his future way of spreading literary spirit, he will be disrespectful and just try it. What is his current strength?

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

On the plane of the Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji stood in front of the wooden house, looked at the long river of ink in the sky, and spoke leisurely, with an indescribably free and easy voice.

"Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk"

Xin Qiji's words resounded throughout the Southern Song Dynasty. The moment the words fell, the long river of brush and ink above began to change. Countless brush and ink quickly condensed into a picture. Beside a bonfire, a young general held a long sword and moved with the wind. A fierce sword dance appeared, and hundreds of strokes of pen and ink turned into sword energy, scattered all around.

Lin'an, outside the imperial palace, Jia Sidao was looking up at the sky, when he suddenly heard a leisurely sound from the sky and the earth, and the changing scene of the long river of pen and ink in the sky, he said in surprise.

"Who dares to say that this is an ordinary ancient time. Isn't it Xin Qiji's failure to look at the sword while drunk? Could the vision in the sky be Xin Qiji's method? Impossible. According to the history books, shouldn't Xin Qiji return to the sword now?" How could it be possible for an old man who is living in seclusion to have such a powerful force, and the world changes color in one word, could it be that I have traveled to a fake ancient time?"

Jia Sidao clearly remembers Xin Qiji's "Broken Time", the first sentence is to look at the sword while drunk. At that time, his understanding was that Xin Qiji was drunk and looked at his old sword. However, the scene that appeared in the sky now made him It feels like my three views are about to collapse.

After a breath, the previous voice came again from heaven and earth.

"Dream Back Blowing Horn Camp"

As the sound of Xin Qiji's second sentence fell, the endless river of brush and ink turned into military camps stretching for tens of miles over the frontier fortress of the Southern Song Dynasty. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers transformed from brush and ink stood solemnly, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, with serious eyes. Looking at the Jin Kingdom outside the frontier fortress in the Southern Song Dynasty, it seems that there is a spiritual wisdom. The leader is the young general who danced the sword by the bonfire.

"Scorched under the command of eight hundred miles"

"Fifty Strings Over the Great Wall"

"Autumn Soldiers on the Battlefield"

As Xin Qiji's words fell, a melodious horn sounded suddenly over the Southern Song frontier fortress. Under the leadership of the young generals, hundreds of thousands of pen and ink soldiers rushed out of the Southern Song Dynasty frontier fortress without hesitation and rushed towards the Jin Kingdom frontier fortress. All Jinren were beheaded.

"This, is this the means of the gods?"

On the frontier fortress of the Southern Song Dynasty, a military general stared dumbfounded at the hundreds of thousands of soldiers led by the young generals rushing into the territory of the Kingdom of Jin, and asked blankly. They all came back to their senses, looked at each other, and did not speak rashly. The scene in front of them made them no longer know how to answer.

"Horse Zuo's Lu Feikuai"

"The bow is like a thunderbolt"

As Xin Qiji's words fell, the young general who was fighting among the [-] gold soldiers on the frontier of the Kingdom of Jin killed the flustered gold thief with a single sword, and with a wave of his right hand, countless arrows rained down from the sky. More than ten thousand gold soldiers.

A moment later, the battle at the frontier fortress of the Kingdom of Jin came to an end. The Jin people, who had always looked down on the Song people in the past, had no power to resist this strange soldier. When there were only a few hundred people left, the hundreds of thousands of strange soldiers and the young general in the frontier of the Kingdom of Jin disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, the river of pen and ink above the entire Southern Song Dynasty also disappeared.

In the frontier fortress of the Kingdom of Jin, hundreds of Jin people who survived by chance fled one after another seeing the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of them. They dared not stay here again, for fear that those strange enemies would suddenly appear again, and they would kill them without saying a word.

Lin'an, outside the palace, Jia Sidao looked at the disappearing vision in the sky, although he was a little curious in his memory, didn't he still have a few words for a while?I won’t continue to talk about the inexplicable existence that caused the vision of heaven and earth, but, thinking of the vision in the sky before, Jia Sidao vaguely felt that this was by no means an ordinary scene, and something must have happened.

"I don't know which existence caused this vision. If it is possible, I really want to see it. If there is such a strong person who protects the Southern Song Dynasty, what Jin Kingdom, Mongolia, dare to provoke the Southern Song Dynasty again? Is it Xin Qiji? ?not sure."

"It doesn't matter, let's take a look at the changes first. I always feel that something unexpected must have happened just now, and the alliance with Mongolia will be slowed down first."

After Jia Sidao finished thinking, he suppressed all these thoughts in his heart, and his face returned to calm. He is no longer an ordinary person, but a generation of powerful Jia Sidao. Therefore, he must not mess up when things happen, otherwise the group of ministers might think of surrendering before the enemy comes. Therefore, he must maintain his majesty, as well as his confident demeanor.

"This is not to listen to others, don't you persuade others to be kind? When I read history books in the past, I thought Jia Sidao was very bad, authoritarian, and domineering. Now I feel deeply. Among a group of sheep, there must be an iron-blooded and tough man." commander."

"Song Duzong, if you are sensible, don't sabotage my actions at a critical moment. Otherwise, before the Southern Song Dynasty falls, I will execute you and the group of ministers who are eating and dying, so as to calm my hatred."

Jia Sidao turned around, and took a last look at the imperial palace behind him. It was rich in gold and jade, surrounded by ruins, and the economy was developed, but he didn't think about the Southern Song Dynasty with a strong army. Whatever the consequences, he must firmly grasp the [-] soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty and the [-] new troops trained by himself.

In front of the wooden house, Xin Qiji restrained his arrogance, looked at the sky, and whispered.

"Following the affairs of the king and the world"

"Win the name before and after life"

"It happened for nothing?"

This Poetry was written when he was middle-aged. It was originally his ambition, but because the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty did not think about progress and could not tolerate him, he was dismissed. Both words have great power, so I just took this opportunity to recall the fight on the battlefield back then, with gold and iron horses.

The young general who led more than [-] pen-and-ink soldiers to slaughter the frontiers of the Kingdom of Jin was just the man who was full of vigor and vigor when he was young. Everyone thought he was just a poet, a scholar who had no strength to restrain a chicken.

Who ever remembered that when the traitor Zhang Anguo took refuge in the Kingdom of Jin, all the generals of the Southern Song Dynasty were silent and did not dare to act rashly. After capturing Zhang Anguo alive, he ran thousands of miles and took Zhang Anguo to Lin'an. That battle was also the last time Xin Qiji fought on the front line.

"All the past events are gone with the wind."

"In this battle, the [-] gold soldiers on the frontier fortress of the Jin Kingdom were wiped out. It was due to the right time, place, and people. The Jin Kingdom lost [-] gold soldiers. I think I will not dare to act rashly again in a few years. From now on, I will travel to the Southern Song Dynasty In the territory, recruit disciples and spread the way of Wenqi, as long as someone cultivates the way of Wenqi and continues to pass it on, within three years, the Southern Song Dynasty will no longer fear the invasion of the Jin Kingdom."

"One person's power is limited after all. If I directly destroy the Kingdom of Jin, the Southern Song Dynasty will still be in this situation of being slaughtered by others. I was born in adversity and died in peace."

"My lifespan is limited. After all, I can't protect the Han people in the Southern Song Dynasty for many years. One day, they still need to face it by themselves."

"I only hope that the Han people will no longer be invaded by these barbarians outside the Great Wall."

Xin Qiji pondered for a long time, and after sorting out what he was going to do next, he looked back at the wooden house where he had lived in seclusion for many years, and left with a big smile.

From now on, he will not return here again, perhaps, before the end of his life, he will return here and sleep here with his wife, but now he still has a lot of unfinished business, and he wants to take advantage of his Time, mostly Han people, do what they can.

At this moment, an indifferent voice resounded in the ears of all the group members.

"Ding, new group member Ye Shu has joined the chat group."

On the Eternal Plane, on a thousand-foot-high mountain, there are countless palaces and pavilions. The auras of thousands of miles gather here, surrounded by magic circles. Qiandao Liuguang patrolled the sky over the entire sect.

On the mountain behind the Immortal Gate, in an inaccessible cave, an old man in black is sitting cross-legged. The figure of the old man is full of a strong breath of time. Obviously, he is about to face the greatest danger of the realm of the Immortal King. Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the old man in black, awakening the old man in black who had been in seclusion for an unknown number of years.

Ye Shu woke up from a long slumber, and before he opened his eyes, he felt a mysterious force pulling his true spirit, although its strength was not strong enough for him who had stayed in the Immortal King Realm for thousands of years. As far as he was concerned, he could break free, but his deep perception told him that this accident was safe and sound, which allowed him to restrain the power that was about to move in his body.

In the main hall of the chat group, Jing Tian was a little surprised when he heard the notification tone of the chat group. According to the usual practice, new group members do not enter the group so frequently, but, what is the specific situation? What a peculiarity.