Suddenly, I felt that some of the settings in the article probably needed to be explained.

One, background.

I haven't thought about the follow-up yet, for now, the Three Realms refers to the heavens, the earth and people in a planet, and the worldview of the background is not in the Three Realms, in the universe, or in the extra-dimensional. Aliens, the equivalent of earthlings. Seventy-two Pang clans, equivalent to extraterrestrial lifeforms.

After suffering the catastrophe of annihilation, the earthlings fled to the universe, wandered to other galaxies, and borrowed a planet from extraterrestrial life to settle down. Later, due to differences and unable to coexist, the seventy-two disciples received the order to send outsiders away from the galaxy with the ball. At this point, there is no distinction between the Three Realms.

Later, during the repatriation, the seventy-two disciples were forced to leave the planet and conclude a temporary heaven and earth, which administratively divided the Three Realms, and had the identity of gods and ghosts such as the Yuan Shi Heavenly King. The Heavenly Realm and the Netherworld are basically governed and inhabited by the disciples of the seventy-two families, and the earthlings brought out for some reason are classified into the human realm and the civilization has been restarted. Therefore, when it comes to historical allusions, they do not follow the historical time of the present world.

Second, identity.

First of all, regarding the treatment of the word "emperor" in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, this is not a dead person, and you can use it as you want, and you will not follow the path of scholars' research (maybe not every "emperor" character can be said clearly). For example, when it is written that Emperor Lu Wusi is under the capital, this "emperor" is placed on the head of the Emperor of Heaven, but the identity of the Emperor of Heaven is vague, and it does not refer to the reincarnation of the two emperors of Yan and Huang. "Down" is not divided according to geographical location and administration, but from heaven and earth.

Second, the concept of seventy-two was originally because I watched an old black-and-white movie "Seventy-two Tenants", and I wrote the number seventy-two. It just so happened that there was such a sentence in "Taigu River Tudai Surname Ji": Titing (Jinde) gave birth to a son of the thirty-fifth generation, and the seventy-two surnames of Tongji, so the surname Tong (Shuide) was called...... I borrowed it. The celestial name is basically used in the mythological system, but it is not fixed. For example, Taishang Laojun is not in Sanqing. Yuan Shi Tianwang and Yuan Shi Tianzun are two people, and they are both descendants of the Titing clan. Yuan Shi Tianwang is also known as the son of the emperor in the text, and he is not directly set as a surname, because there is an undetermined problem of imperial succession. It depends on the following text. Why the protagonist is set to be gold and good at water, well, you can think about it (in fact, I haven't determined the ultimate identity either). Jushen, that is, Ti Ting's.

Why did the celestial figures representing extraterrestrial life form be given the identity in the earthly data? Because this is not a historical text (so, what matrilineal, paternal, let alone delved into. Moreover, the surname of Titing and Tong is also a myth and legend). The original intention of this setting is to express that the earth you and I live on now is actually a world that has experienced the intermingling of interstellar civilizations and several civilization restarts. (Looking up at the sky, I really want to get into the mecha battle volume quickly, however, the first volume is not finished yet...... ）。

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took the seal of other people's sons, suppressed the sword of other people's sons, and then calculated others......

The more Luochen thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and he couldn't help but shout at the man: "You are a slave bully! If the god and the son of the world knew, they would definitely not be able to tolerate you!"

The man was stunned.

I didn't expect this kid to know a lot, and he blurted out the words about the gods and the world. Listening to the tone, it seems that he even knows what identity he belongs to.

Then his face changed, and he sneered: "Although I am not afraid of being mentioned the word 'slave' and 'servant', what kind of thing are you? What qualifications are you to talk about slaves and masters in front of me?!"

He knew the broadsword sword qi and knew that it originated from the old things of the world, but it had been newly refined. At first glance, I was shocked to hear that the broadsword came from the boy's body. But to explore the inner element, it is clear that there is another son of the primordial god.

It is expected that this kid is just an accident due to a coincidence and refining with the sword, and he is barely a sword spirit.

As a slave and a servant, a body of glory is born because of the Lord, and died because of the Lord. It's really not noble. But a sword spirit, made of utensils, is even worse than a slave. is the day after tomorrow to regain his identity and climb to the emperor, but he is just an unheard of unknown person.

What qualifications are there to shout at yourself?!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel annoyed, and I flicked my sleeves again, driving the pressure of the magic circle to be tighter by three points. Seeing that the dust couldn't bear it, he hung his head and rested his mouth, feeling extremely happy.

The man was afraid that he didn't know that the comfort at the moment was soothed because of the previous annoyance. And the annoyance comes from "care".

Although he was not afraid of being mentioned as a slave, he also emphasized to Yao Ji that he was annoyed or angry, and had nothing to do with the insult, but in fact, it may be the opposite.

The slave was born because of the master, and after the king of heaven went, he felt that he had lost power. If it is still at the original site of the seventy-two families, or there is still a god to rely on, there is still a clan to rely on.

But in this place, there is no pressure from the gods, there is no control from those patriarchs and clan elders, and those juniors and juniors, who else will take him seriously? I am afraid that there is no merit, and it is useless to talk about the three words of the Titing clan alone.

Therefore, he misses the Son more than anyone else, and hopes that the Son can be reborn and return more than anyone else.

In the center of the blood pool, the sword that came out of the furnace was discovered by accident when he was sorting out the relics of the Heavenly King, and it should have been used by the prince. So he used it for refining and arranging the array.

Just for that sentence "Xianzhi gives birth to flowers, and the sea is in the world".

If the king of heaven does not return, who will settle the world?

Therefore, he tossed here day after day, year after year, hoping that one day the sword could give birth to Zhi, Zhi could blossom, and then usher in the reunion of the soul of the son.

It's a pity that day after day, year after year, he has never seen a flower grow on a sword, let alone see the return of the son.

Today, it was an accident, and he actually attracted the sword used by the prince in the past, and also took a sword spirit. In this way, wouldn't the same pool of refining be twice the result with half the effort and greater hope than before?

The circle kept running, and the boiling pool was surging.

The falling dust and the broadsword overlap deeper, almost into a phantom.

Seeing this, the man thought that the opportunity had arrived, so he changed his posture and began to pull up and down, wanting to fuse the two swords.

However, what he didn't know was that the falling dust body was extremely complicated.

Putting aside the star beads, relics and other things, in order to protect his privacy, the Emperor of Heaven originally sealed and protected it. Along the way, although the seal was lifted, the afterglow of the gods was still there. What's more, the remnant soul of Xunsheng is gradually becoming less and less, and it is in the process of moving.

Fang Cai couldn't bear it for a while, fell into a slump, and these mixed things in his body raised his head one after another, either to protect or to break free. Naturally, he kept the "container" he carried.

For a while, the red light forehead was born, the golden mang's feet jumped, the two heads were fearless, and the top and bottom were presumptuous. Seeing the immortal root white mist filled with the inner sea, soaking the dantian, Tiangang's righteous qi raised its head again, gathering to the spiritual platform......

The man was so focused on the circle that he had no time to pay attention to these quiet changes? When he finally felt it, it was too late.

Under the action of the magic circle, the two swords moved in the opposite direction, just when the upper tip of the sword and the lower hilt were about to touch, they suddenly saw the wind on the body of the falling dust rush out, turning into a number of thin blades stacked up and down, and then like ripples spreading, cutting out horizontally towards the surroundings.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling thunder, and the nearby hillside suddenly became ragged. In the lower places, the hill was cut off.

The man was shocked on the spot.

If he hadn't been standing below, I'd be afraid that he would be like the mountain, and he would have been in a different place.