Chapter 327: The World Is Like an Illusion

Heaven and earth stretch, years are long.

Especially compared to ordinary beings, it can be called immortal for thousands of generations.

Compared to the world, people are like mayflies, dying in the twilight of life, compared to those cultivators who have an almost endless lifespan, how can ordinary beings not be like this?

With the battle back then, the whole world seemed to fall into peace, even if there was a battle, but also hidden in the depths of the dimensional space that was invisible to ordinary beings.

It is because of the transcendent day, the martial arts are prevalent, and gradually, unless they are truly qualified and favored by the strong, or they have opened up the ultimate in martial arts, there are no real cultivators in the several major territories.

In other words, the practitioner begins to look down on the mundane world in another way.

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"Dream Qianqiu~嗟兮~"

"Therefore, the Nine Plains Guanluan..."

The leisurely singing resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a winding and slow motorcade walked on the avenue towards the majestic giant city in front of it.

No one could have imagined that the world that used to be high and high would need to rely on roads to transport things after only a thousand years, and the teleportation channels between the giant cities seemed to have been sealed in the dust.

The relative mundane power has increased in a special way, not to mention the Immortal Qin Dynasty, which has no distinction between immortals and mortals at all, the rest of the major forces and mundane power are growing day by day, especially the martial arts that have been abandoned because of the rise of various cultivation systems, and there are many great grandmaster-level figures who can be compared to the powerhouses of the Dao.

It's just that this time what has increased is the overall leap of all mortal powers, at least in the face of the invasion of transcendent powers, even the most ordinary mortals will not be wiped out by a single blow from a low-level cultivator.

The huge base has produced countless powers comparable to the top powerhouses in the Heavenly Realm, although the strength of the individual has not yet reached enough to be shocking, and the collective integration is already amazing enough.

This nearly a thousand years of raising the power level of ordinary beings as a whole can be regarded as a success.

It can be said that after the First World War a thousand years ago, everyone realized a great problem, as the foundation of the Heavenly Realm, even if the essence of ordinary beings continued to improve, they were still too weak.

Without the foundation of time, and without enough tempering, after all, there is no effective low-level cultivation system, even if there is already something similar, but it is submerged because of the prosperity of the cultivators.

In order to cope with this situation, the Thousand Autumns Great Dream Project was launched in conjunction with the entire cultivation realm, with the power of the strongest as the core, and all other systems were completely hidden in the void dimension, and even the battle of the cultivators was wiped out by the invisible power.

Unless one reaches a certain level and chooses to enter the world of cultivators, no one can break this spell.

This is the terrifying power that is rooted in the minds of all the people and forcibly changes the consciousness of the alayya, and even the existence of great power can only ensure that one's body is not implicated, and cannot change this established fact.

Under the invisible influence of the cultivators, a brand-new martial arts system appeared, and after thousands of years of generations, it was finally polished to the point of maturity, and it was also the ordinary creatures of the entire heaven and earth who truly changed their physique and bloodline.

The natural and powerful body, even if it is a baby, can be said to have the great power of the tiger in the other thousand worlds, which is also the core point of the Thousand Autumn Dream plan.

Accelerate the change of generations, otherwise, under the interference of extraordinary powers, there will be more than 200 people with a life expectancy, which may not be a good thing for the development of real world potential.

Constant screening, continuous improvement, and secretly raising the strength of the entire world by several grades, this is the terrifying thing about the strongest people who really start to use their own power, and this time they will face opponents who are not only in the category of the strongest?

All cultivators are immortal species, but they will not forget the peerless demon lord who almost shook a realm and slashed the root of a thousand years ago.

And that's just the vanguard of the other world...

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Not counting those cultivators who are hidden in the void of the world, this piece of heaven and earth today is truly like a world that has developed for many years, and you can see the misty smoke everywhere.

Huge cities stand all over the world, and along with the countless satellite cities, small towns, and villages of giant cities are arranged like stars in the sky, like sand on the seaside, which is difficult to count.

Not only the five territories belonging to the human race, but even the ten thousand races in the outer regions don't know how much foundation they have improved, and an ordinary hare can open the mountain and rock.

Because of these changes, the pressure of the renewal of the human race is increasing, which may be cruel, but it is a necessary process.

And these millennia have also allowed many people to recover from the effects of that war...

With a loud greeting voice, the convoy that had come from another giant city with a lot of supplies finally came to the bottom of the giant city portal, which was even a little blurred.

After thousands of years, for many ordinary beings, it is the cycle of life and death that has gone through several generations, even the oldest people may not be able to treasure all the giant cities in their territory at this time, but this old coachman, who has been in the convoy from the beginning, seems to know everything.

"Taiyuan City..."

The old man exhaled a breath of turbidity, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect that after going around and around, the last delivery actually returned here.

The old body is full of traces of time, but it is surprisingly full of strength, and it is not as weak as it seems.

Getting off the beast cart, although it was not bumpy because of the methods of various craftsmen, it still made his old bones stretch his waist.

His blood is not as good as in the past, but he still has three points of bad nails, otherwise he would not have hid in this small convoy for so many years and no one was looking for trouble.

With the light sound of 'click', the old man let out a sigh and looked at the surrounding environment, except for the already mottled portal, which was already a thing or a person.

There were not many accidents, the old man didn't pay attention to the convoy steward who was negotiating with the guards at the gate, and paced towards the city by himself, and this last journey ended here, and his relationship with the convoy was also broken...

Many of the people in the convoy behind them talked in low voices, but they didn't know that this was almost the last chance in their lives to meet the low-key but unusually gentle old man.

Even the person in charge didn't expect the old man to leave so abruptly, so that when he found out, he realized that he had lost something.

The breeze swept a little dust and fell on the old man beside the road, and an old locust tree that had grown for an unknown number of years was luxuriant, in the center of an intersection, bringing some coolness to the middle of summer.

On this day, I don't know how many times I rested, and the young children who were playing saw an old man talking to himself and chattering with the big tree that was more than 1,000 years old for a long time, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only the monks who had disappeared in the void knew that on that day, a member of the Supreme Sect who was thought to have fallen had returned strongly, and led all the Supreme Sect disciples to be born again!