Time passes......

In the mysterious Egypt, the tomb of the pharaoh was opened, and in order to obtain eternal life, he cursed himself, and even took the name of the gods, and the strong man reappeared in the world.

Ancient Greece, on Mount Olympus, the veil of mystery of the gods was revealed, and the powerful beings who called themselves gods stepped out of their own land for the first time.

A powerful being, a strong man walking on different evolutionary paths, finally converged at this point in time, just to crusade against a common enemy.

Whether in prophecy or in various descriptions, it is an extremely evil and terrifying existence, the evil of the world!

In a future account of this war, the daughter of a former slave owner wrote in her memoirs: "Before the devil came, everything was so good, there was no war, no betrayal, and no one died, neither the slaves nor the nobles!" ”

"I know that those slaves are bitter, but no matter how bitter they are, they should not kill people, they should talk to the nobles, so that they are not harsh. Isn't it natural for the slaves to work hard, and the nobles to give them more food? It's been that way for years! ”

"Everyone hated that devil, because when the devil came, the slaves began to rebel, and began to riot, and even killed their masters, just for the sake of freedom, which was not worth mentioning!"

"Why should the slaves resist, rabbits can only give birth to rabbits, goshawks will only give birth to goshawks, the children of nobles should always be nobles, and the children of slaves should always be slaves, so that everyone is safe, slaves only have to work hard, they can get enough food, there is no fighting, no dead people, everything is so beautiful!"

"The devil's army has finally come, and I know that I will be sent to the gallows by the devil, and I consider myself a kind man, and I am very good to slaves on weekdays, and in winter slaves give me the hides I have hunted, which is what slaves should do, but in the end I still give them more food. But the slaves have betrayed their promises, sworn allegiance on the surface, but secretly they have betrayed me and joined the army of the devil, God, why don't you punish these treacherous slaves, why don't you destroy the devil who brought all this calamity, but let the evil devil take my life! (The excerpt is adapted from the memoirs of the daughter of a Tibetan nobleman, not apocryphal!) ）

The cycle of history, the rotation of years, and the infinite time have made things that should not have become natural, and the concepts in people's hearts are the root of the existence of order.

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The undercurrent around the world is turbulent, and the Great Song Dynasty is also changing with each passing day, and in a blink of an eye, it is more than a year of time, and the time has reached the autumn of the fifth year of Kaiyuan.

The night was slightly dark, Tong Yuan lightly pushed open the door of the dormitory, his movements were extremely light, and the heavy palace door was pushed open, without making a sound.

In five years, Tong Yuan also cultivated to the realm of the grandmaster, as the senior brother of the Yin Kui faction, his talent was not bad, but there was no suitable opportunity, so he stopped at the realm of practicing qi Chenggang, and later got Wang Daoming's demon seed magic skill, and it didn't take long for him to break through the cage and condense the Heavenly Demon Yuanshen.

Wang Daoming's bedroom is empty, there is no one, since the beginning of the year, Wang Daoming has no longer been in the court, the world's big and small affairs, are written into chapters, directly sent to Wang Daoming's bedroom, unified processing.

For Wang Daoming, the last dynasty was too much of a waste of time, and it was far better to write all affairs into a piece and then let him handle it quickly.

For dealing with political affairs, Wang Daoming is not excluded, he has insight into the general trend of the world, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, and changing the current situation with a word, which is a kind of practice for Wang Daoming.

This is placed in Confucianism, which is the cultivation of the realm of the world, and it is the best way of cultivation!

There was no light in the dormitory, but Tong Yuan felt that the dormitory was as bright as day, Tong Yuan had already seen it, the brightness in the dormitory was not from the sun, moon and stars between heaven and earth, but the light of Wang Daoming's soul.

Wang Daoming's spiritual mind is always blending with the Great Dao, fighting in time and space, so it can arouse infinite brilliance, the stronger the soul and the sharper the spirit, the more you can perceive Wang Daoming's terror.

It has been two years since the battle with Kublai Khan, and in the past two years, Wang Daoming has not made another move, and now no one knows what step Wang Daoming has practiced martial arts!

On the dragon couch in the deepest part of the dormitory, Wang Daoming was dressed in an imperial robe and his hair was scattered, sitting cross-legged on it, his flesh and body were dead and silent, and he didn't smell his heart beating, just like a dried corpse, without any life.

But even so, Wang Daoming's body also gives people a huge sense of oppression, vast, vast, empty, and ancient, just like a god on the grassland, which people dare not touch.

After Tong Yuan entered the dormitory, he did not continue to move forward, but bent down on the spot and lowered his eyebrows, not daring to look at Wang Daoming.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it was, and suddenly a black light fell from above the nine heavens and escaped into Wang Daoming's body.

In an instant, Wang Daoming's originally dry and dead body swelled as if inflated, and his immovable heart began to beat violently, like a divine drum.

"Tong Yuan, look up and speak!"

Wang Daoming opened his eyes, and a black light flashed in his eyes, like two heavenly knives, cutting through the clear sky, revealing their edge.

A year ago, Wang Daoming's cultivation had reached a new level, at that time, the transformation of the world was initially completed, and the order had also undergone a breakdown, turning demons into gods, and the gods and demons thought of making Wang Daoming's gods and demons completely perfect.

After one change, Wang Daoming's soul became more and more mysterious and vast, and with only a little bit of fire, he could completely reach the level of divine transformation, vast and unpredictable.

And now another year has passed, Wang Daoming runs the Yuan Shen every day, contemplates the Great Dao of Enlightenment, has seen the changes of heaven and man, and has won the hearts of the people, and has begun to penetrate the essence of humanity, and began to try to integrate the immortal spirit of humanity into his own spiritual world and turn it into his own food.

Wang Daoming knows that as long as he can do this, he will definitely be able to raise his spiritual realm to a realm that is difficult to understand.

At that time, as long as he returns to the Federation, no matter how much Heavenly Emperor Dao Ancestor is, he is just a local chicken and a dog, and he really has the capital to suppress all changes.

As for Kublai Khan in this world, as well as other enemies, Wang Daoming knew in his heart that with his current realm, many things could not be hidden from him at all.

The reason why Wang Daoming didn't exterminate these people was just because these people were far from being his opponents, and after killing the future Buddha and refining the Buddha nature of the future Buddha, Wang Daoming knew that he had only one enemy.

That is, this day, this way!