[On how to become a god!] ￥1】

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By flipping through the [Fengtianzhi], [Gongchuan Biography], [Treasure Protection Notes], [Emperor Taizu's Living Note], [Thousand Chronicles], [Descendants of the Sun], and [Prajna Sutra], I found that about 4,000 years ago in the illusory world, when the Great Zhou human race was still led by the Xuanyuan clan, it was the so-called age of gods.

At that time, the head of the country, Emperor Xuanyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, King of Sanssouci of the Peacock Dynasty, King of Blizzard of the Cold Winter Empire, was the legendary king of the world, the god of heaven, according to the earliest recorded Buddhist scripture [Pranya Sutra], Xuanyuan began to rule Kyushu six thousand years ago, but the book [Emperor Taizu Living Note] written four thousand years ago still records that the emperor is still Xuanyuan.

Perhaps the so-called "Xuanyuan" is the abbreviation of a royal family. But when I checked the [Treasure Guarding Notes] and [Gong Lost Biography], the authors of these two ancient books were both once traveled to the Cold Winter Empire, and their records show that the ruler of the Ancient Cold Winter Dynasty was also the same person for thousands of years.

In [Descendants of the Sun] and "Thousand Years of Chronicles", it is also pointed out that the Sanssouci King of the Shanggu Mauryan Dynasty has ruled for thousands of years.

One is a coincidence, two are accidental, and three I think it might be true.

In ancient times, the lifespan of rulers was measured in millennia.

Moreover, in these accounts, the power of these three emperors is also described:

"Jing is in great drought, not dew, Emperor Xuanyuan climbs Jun Mountain to sacrifice to the sky, and the nectar descends on the thorns, the people sow seeds, and the autumn harvest is harvested."

"A big fish hits the port, a thousand ships overturn, its shape is like a monstrous sky, its fish body is thousands of feet long, the eyes of the fish are like the sun and the moon, and it is unstoppable. The king of worry-free kills, the fish corpse covers the earth, and the people eat inexhaustibly, although the weather is hot, the fish does not rot. Outsiders were surprised to go to Hong Kong to taste it, and it is reported that the fish ran out after five years. ”

"The weather is extremely cold, there are frozen corpses on the road, the Blizzard King is disgusted with it, and the weather is warm."

Calling the wind and rain, killing monsters, and regulating the temperature, I think that's the evidence of their gods.

At the same time, I found the following sentences in [History of the Great Zhou], [Cold Winter Travels], and [Peacock Experience] at the same time:

"The emperor is ascending, passing on the throne to Xia."

"Worry-free and empty, hundreds of sons compete for the position."

"Blizzard enters the sea, and Wang Dark inherits the unification."

Moreover, the time recorded in this passage is very similar, from 4,000 years ago to 3,500 years ago, and it is written that the three kings left the kingdom and did not know where they went.

Since then, the emperors no longer have the ability to live for thousands of years, and the strong and stable Peacock Empire, the Cold Winter Empire, and the Great Zhou Dynasty have also begun to frequently alternate powers.

So, why, exactly, Xuanyuan, Blizzard King, and Sanssouci King can be gods and live for thousands of years, and then where did they go?

I'm going to make a bold guess here that they came to Earth.

Otherwise, it is really strange that the language of the Great Zhou in the Eastern Continent is almost the same as our Chinese Mandarin. However, there must be a difference between ancient languages and modern languages, there is no reason why even the language will be highly consistent in the process of evolution of the two worlds, this probability is too low, and Mandarin is still the official language of our government, but the Dazhou language is a natural circulation and natural integration of the language.

There must be some level of interference in this.

But there's no basis for that, just listen to it.

The focus is on the following paragraph:

How did they become gods?

I checked for a long time, for a long time, and read a lot of ancient books, but I could only find the most far-fetched and most relevant sentence in a medical book "Acupuncture and Moxibustion":

"In the following year, there were many soulless patients in the village, and acupuncture and medicinal stones could not be used, but the patients' behavior gradually calmed down, and the villagers called them monsters."

Lost soul, the so-called amnesia. At the same time, there are many amnesia patients, doesn't that mean the phantom natives who are possessed by us?

The time of the writing of "Treatise on Acupuncture and Moxibustion" is not verifiable, and as the ancestor level of Da Zhou medicine, I have asked others, and I can only confirm that this book appeared 4,000 years ago through grammar, fonts, and records.

Then, if "Treatise on Acupuncture and Moxibustion" appeared before Xuanyuan and others became gods.

Can we make the following guesses: Only when we earthlings travel into the illusory world can we become gods?

Or is it the prelude to the gods that the earthlings cross?

If the rules of the game are true, then there is no reason why it is impossible to become a god.

If it is possible to become a god, then what are the conditions for becoming a god?

Because the records of these three emperors are so long, we can only speculate like this:

Unify the world.

The king is called the emperor.

So, how big is this unification to be unified? Big Zhou? Eastern Continent? Three continents?

We can't know for sure, but—

It is likely that only a very small number of people can do it, because legend says that only kings are immortal.

And there is only one way we can know to become a god:

wielding military power;

Conquer the world;

Unite the Universe!

For the sake of immortality, for the sake of the future, everyone, please come on.

――

Just as Le Xisheng was reading this post, the phone outside kept ringing.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, long time no see. What, where do you ask me? Home, oh, you said the phantom world, this ...... Ha, you said we should fight together, um......"

"Boss, didn't I say I quit? …… You want to call all the staff...... What, you want to form a guild? Ah, the boss has another call coming in, sorry ......"

Even Le Xisheng's QQ has exploded at this time. In junior high school, high school, and even elementary school, everyone suddenly ignited their enthusiasm for forming guilds.

There is no other, only interest.

It has been said very clearly in the post: if you want to be a god, rebel.

What do you want for a rebellion? People, money, food.

Money and food can't be managed now, but people are not a scarce resource.

A few days ago, the earthlings wandered in the illusory world in ignorance, hoping that they would not die, and had no time to think about anything else. Now an opportunity suddenly appeared, and how many people have only suddenly woken up:

Do I have a chance to become a god?

As a result, recruiting troops has become the top priority of the earthlings now.

Immortality, who doesn't want to fight?

The rich and powerful, build power, and slowly draw it;

Reckless heroes, set brothers, and ascend to the sky in one step;

Government organizations, pocket the world, sit and reap profits!

At this time, the family came to Le Xisheng and asked him how to deal with those who were recruited.

"Just refuse."

For those distant relatives who can't hit with a rod, the boss who only has labor relations, and wants to pull his family members as cannon fodder, Le Xisheng doesn't plan to let his family be tactful to them.

In his previous life, Le Xisheng followed his brother to become the boss's thug, and he struggled for a whole year, and after the boss gained power, he didn't let Le Xisheng and them leave, and asked them to work for him all the time. If it weren't for Le Zhengsheng's last worship in Jixia Academy, that boss wouldn't dare to coerce too much, otherwise Le Xisheng would probably die due to the exhaustion of his lifespan in the end.

Le Xisheng is too lazy to take revenge on that boss now, he has not offended him in this life, and it is good to leave him alone.

"Mom, Dad, brother," Le Xisheng looked at them, his face like a flat lake.

"Next, the illusion really began."

――

Jincaotang, a dreary dead silence.

"Ahh

The child's cry broke the annoying silence, and the head of the Li family, Li Kongge, walked in with a round baby in his arms, and kept scratching his name with his fingers, causing the baby to cry.

"Toot, toot, sad child, sad child." Li Kongge slowly walked to the main seat and sat down, "Oh sad, didn't you just finish pooping, alas, ......"

Li Kongge's face was decrepit, and a rather pungent smell began to spread in the Jincao Hall, and the serious Jincao Hall suddenly took on a trace of comical and absurd color.

Li Kongge sighed, "Forget it," he looked around, "Let's start like this." ”

Hearing this, everyone in the Jincao Hall stood up.

On the Jincao Hall, there is a coffin.

A coffin that was rushed by thousands of miles and transported by thousands of horses.

There was no sound other than the cry of the baby. The area around Jincaotang has long been forbidden to outsiders.

At this time, the baby also seemed to feel something, sniffled, calmed his crying, looked around with big round eyes, saw a man lying in the middle of the wood, saw many big brothers on both sides looking at the middle of the wood, with tears in their eyes, the baby couldn't help but move his hands and feet, giggled.

Is it laughter that they will cry just like themselves?

Or laugh at them standing like a fool?

Li Kongge couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw that his eleven sons were all in the Jincao Hall.

This news was not notified to Li Junzi. My daughter has just been back for a few days, and she can't be stimulated anymore.

"Be a soldier,"

As soon as Li Kongge spoke, he found that his voice was hoarse.

"Only for a heroic life,"

"Is this the destiny of the country?"

"Zhong'er ran all his life, went on an expedition to the golden wolf, had no wife and no children, watched the triumphant return to the dynasty, ranked Zhu Zi, but died at the hands of assassins."

"Is this destiny?"

"Xiao'er, Ren'er, Yi'er, Li'er, send your eldest brother on his last journey!"

"Cover the coffin,"

"Conclusive!"

On that day, in the main hall of the Li family, in the Jincao Hall, all of Li Kongge's sons gathered together thousands of miles away, just to give their eldest brother a ride.

That day, Yuan Shiyu looked at the information on the table, the great changes in the Li family, and she had to reformulate a new plan with the two staff officers sent above.

On that day, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty issued an edict posthumously conferencing Li Wuzhong as the Marquis of Zhendong.

On that day, after the death of the auxiliary general Li Wuzhong at the hands of the assassins, his body was rushed all the way by the Li family, and he was buried under the blooming peach blossom forest in the Li Mansion.

On that day, Jinyi Wei Lai Buyi went to the peach blossom forest, meditated for a night and left.

On that day, the most outstanding son of the Li family, who was once the first on the Langya list, was chased and killed by the Bloody Clothes Sect for thousands of miles without dying, and was unknown for three years.

On that day, the Emperor of the Great Zhou issued an order, the assassins organized craftsmen, and the subordinates of the Great Zhou Dynasty saw that there was no forgiveness for killing! The bounty is 1,000 taels, and the official is knighted!

On that day, the earthlings, the phantom people, the undercurrents were surging.