In the thirtieth year of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, the gods and emperors ruled the world together, singing and dancing were leveled, the Haiyan River was clear, and the dragon and eagle flag of Yasukuni were planted throughout Europe and Asia.

If it were not for the vast sea and the Sahara Desert, where there is no end in sight, the pace of Yasukuni's expansion would not have stopped.

Luoyang, as the capital of Yasukuni, has become the most prosperous city in the world, with a population of 10 million, and countless people come to make pilgrimages from various places every day.

Amos, a merchant from West Germany, traveled from the far west on a steamer with a caravan in order to see the imperial capital of his homeland before he died. Of course, if he was lucky enough to see the Heavenly Face of the Divine Emperor and Holy King, he would be even happier, and then he would definitely take out a few gold coins and go to the Sanqing Dao Ancestor to put incense on the pillar and thank him for his blessing.

That's right, Yasukuni is his motherland, and Sanqing Daozu is his faith!

Twenty years ago, the great mother of the motherland, not only sent a mighty army to defeat the Roman Confederation, but also sent those hateful nobles to the gallows. He also sent an envoy of the Taoist Buddha to expose the conspiracy of the Holy See, and drove the followers of those demons to the Atlantic Ocean and fed the fish.

Since then, Amos has become a follower of the Sanqing Dao Ancestors, working hard to learn the language of his homeland in order to one day make a pilgrimage to Luoyang, the capital of the gods.

On a steamer from Chang'an to Luoyang, Amos was showing off his jade talisman that had cost him thirteen gold coins to get from a Taoist real person, drawing admiration from the others.

"Alright, Amos, don't show off!"

"We all know that your peace charm is good, but you have said it in front of us seventeen times, can't you stop for a while?"

A handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes, in the face of Amos's show-off, he couldn't help but say that he wouldn't admit that he was naked jealous.

"Little Dema, you are jealous, naked jealousy, haha!"

After reaping a wave of satisfaction, Amos said with a smile at the young man.

The young man who was called Little Delmar by Amos, after hearing Amos's ridicule, said with a look of shame: "I'm not jealous, I brought twenty gold coins this time, so that I can go to my Buddha's holy place, Shaolin Temple, and ask the master with the most profound practice for a string of prayer beads, and take it home as an heirloom to leave to my descendants." ”

"Hmph, how can the Buddha beads be as good as my peace charm!"

Amos heard Xiao Dema's lofty ambitions, and said disdainfully, he had heard that the Sanqing Dao Ancestor was the most powerful immortal in the world, and no matter how powerful the Buddha was, he could still beat the Dao Ancestor, you must know that there are three Dao Ancestors.

"You..."

"Okay, we're about to go to Luoyang, the capital of the gods, don't delay our preparations for the pilgrimage!"

The leader of the caravan was an old man, who looked at the two who were about to quarrel and reprimanded.

God knows, if they want to continue, will it involve the belief of the Buddha and the Taoist.

Although the Sanqing Dao Ancestor and the Buddha are both generous gods, they will not burn to death at every turn like the Holy See that was controlled by the devil before. However, the old man who has experienced being ruled by the devil knows very well that no matter how generous the gods are, they are not something that mortals can judge and judge.

At this time, 30 years have passed since the reunification of the Central Plains, and Luoyang, the capital of Yasukuni, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The moat was filled, the walls were demolished, and the smooth and expansive concrete roads spread out in all directions like spider webs, centered on the Imperial Palace.

Without the shackles of the city wall, the entire Luoyang City, more than 10 times larger than 30 years ago, rich people from all over the country, all dragged their families to migrate here, if it was not for the later implementation of the household registration system, I am afraid that the people's land will be requisitioned for real estate.

"Ah, my homeland!"

"Ah, my mother!"

"Your son has come to see you!"

“......”

When Amos and his party walked out of the steamer and saw the high-rise buildings rising and falling one after another, they were shocked, and then they fell to their knees, tears in their eyes, shouting affectionately in pure Chinese, and kissing the ground under their feet.

This is their homeland!

The surrounding people of Luoyang, seeing the actions of this group of people, did not laugh, because they had become accustomed to it, and it seemed that since more than ten years ago, people with strange appearances have come to make pilgrimages from the far west, south and other places. There are a lot more exaggerated than them, it is said that there are dwarfs from the archipelago country, who are climbing to Luoyang from the East China Sea, it has been ten years, and I haven't seen a human figure, one step and one kneeling, three steps and one bow, five steps and one kowtow. Whoever wants to persuade him, pull him, and show you every minute, because they feel that their faith is tainted, and they have no face to continue living.

A group of West German businessmen, obediently lined up, under the leadership of the city guards, were heading to the Bai District of West Germany, one by one with Grandma Liu to visit the Grand View Garden, they were curious to see everything, and they had to marvel for a long time.

"Three hundred and sixty-five nationalities, three hundred and sixty-five flowers, three hundred and sixty-five brothers and sisters are one family."

"Three hundred and sixty-five nationalities, three hundred and sixty-five flowers, and three hundred and sixty-five languages converge into one sentence, love my China."

“......”

When this group of West German businessmen came to the Bai area of Western Europe, the people of the Bai area were singing and dancing, singing patriotic songs affectionately, 365 nationalities, 365 flowers.

On the high platform, a group of Yasukuni officials were accompanied by a stunning woman in a golden phoenix robe, smiling and waving to Bayern below.

Just standing there, it was like the center of heaven and earth, like a goddess descending into the world, making people dare not look at it directly. And like the queen on high, she looked down on her people.

"You are so lucky to have the honor to see the eldest princess!"

"This time, the eldest princess came to express condolences to the people in need on behalf of His Majesty the God Emperor, a few of you are clever, whoever dares to cause trouble, go directly to Africa for mining."

The commander of the city guard carefully looked at the plainclothes guards around him, and warned in a low voice, which frightened Amos and the others to weaken their legs.

They nodded their heads excitedly and fearfully, Africa, they have heard that it is where the devil lives, there is an endless desert, except for sand or sand, if it is not rich in minerals, it is estimated that the empire is too lazy to send people to garrison, if it is really to be thrown into Africa to mine, they are estimated to be blown into jerky by the wind and sand.

The eldest princess of the empire, of course they have heard of it, is said to be not the daughter of the Divine Emperor and the Holy King, but the righteous daughter, who is given the surname Ji and named Ji Mingkong.

Although Ji Mingkong is only the righteous daughter of Emperor Jing'er Ji Wan'er, no one in the world dares to underestimate it, because Emperor Jing has no children under his knees, and Ji Mingkong, as her daughter-in-law, is likely to inherit Yasukuni and become the next empress of Yasukuni.

Of course, this is only possible, no one can say. Because the Divine Emperor and the Holy King are really extraordinary, thirty years have passed, and they still look the same, and they don't see any aging, if the eldest princess Ji Mingkong can't break through the heavens, it is estimated that she won't be able to wait until she dies to inherit the throne.

Thirty years have passed, a generation of new people has replaced the old, and a few heroes and heroes at the end of the Sui Dynasty have left, most of whom have died of old age! Five hundred years is a tempting and desperate number.

Throughout the ages, there have been many great masters in almost every era, but it is difficult for martial arts celestials to come out in a hundred years, so we know how difficult it is to achieve celestials.

No matter how confident Ji Mingkong is, he doesn't dare to say that he can break through the Great Grandmaster and become a celestial, because that is no longer something that can be achieved by martial arts, but theology, whether it is an immortal or a god, a demon and a demon.

Ji Mingkong, who was smiling and condolences to the ethnic minorities, suddenly moved, and saw the female officer next to him walking quickly.

The female official walked behind Ji Mingkong in a small step and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has an order to let you return to the palace as soon as possible!" ”