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Early in the morning, the court.

"Long live the saint!"

Between the ministers kneeling, Liu Che looked at the figure sitting beside him.

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Another month.

"The minister has a volume of the Taiping God Book, and I hope that the Holy Lord can send capable people to make and print it and distribute it to the world."

Zhu Sandao said, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, handed it to Liu Che, and then glanced at the ministers in the hall with his eyes and said, "If you have capable people and different people, you might as well send them to the palace to speed up the progress of printing and restoration."

In January, the imperial capital was full of blood, shouting and killing day and night, but now there are many fewer ministers who are familiar with each other.

At this time, hearing Zhu Sandao's inquiry, the only remaining ministers in the hall looked at each other.

"Wait for it!"

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In the past two years, the Han Dynasty has become more and more prosperous in the belief in Zhu Sandao.

All the people cultivate, their bodies are strong, and they have cultivated unpredictable spells.

Towering statues of gods, countless temples, and the prayers of all living beings emerged in the realm of the Han Dynasty, which was gradually prosperous.

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"The master has an order, today, whether it is a civil and military official, or a businessman or a civilian, all withdraw from the palace for thousands of miles!"

One day two years later, with countless heralds running around, Zhu Sandao's orders were issued inside and outside the imperial capital.

Whoever heard it, after bowing in the direction of the palace, put down the affairs they were busy with, and followed the herald to evacuate outside the imperial capital.

"It should be just these days."

In the palace, Zhu Sandao walked out of the quiet room that he had not left for a year, and walked to the palace square in front of the palace and sat down cross-legged.

"I feel that there is a strong man who has come to assassinate me."

His cultivation has reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

And with the faith of all the peoples, he felt a vague fragment in the dark.

"But there is no fear for my life.."

Zhu Sandao closed his eyes, and his heart was like a flat mirror.

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On a mountain full of spiritual energy, there is a Taoist who is stepping on the clouds and rushing towards the imperial capital.

"So many things have happened in the three years of Lao Dao's retreat!"

Zhang Jiao was killed according to the historical trajectory, and the Taoist had already calculated it.

"But Yu Ji and Zuo Ci were killed by others!"

According to his calculations, Yu Ji and Zuo Ci would die after the decline of the Han Dynasty, but they did not expect to die before the war.

"If the old way doesn't come out again, I'm afraid that the world will be destroyed by that person!"

Although he didn't know who did it, there was a kind of qi that pointed in the direction of the Imperial Palace.

And this Taoist is also the old immortal of Nanhua.

He can be said to be loved by this heaven and earth, or perhaps the will of heaven and earth wants to borrow his hand to maintain the reincarnation of this world, the practice of opportunity and luck, in just a hundred years, he has reached the early stage of Jindan.

"That man is still fighting with me for faith, damn it!"

And Zhang Jiao and the three of them are the disciples of the faith he spreads.

The lover was killed, the Taoist layout was broken, and his faith was deprived, perhaps it was the infinite magnification of his emotions between heaven and earth.

At this moment, how could he not be angry?

Stepping on the clouds, with a murderous gaze, he looked at the imperial palace.

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Three days later.

"May you have compassion."

The Nanhua Immortals were in the sky at night, and after feeling that the imperial capital was unpopulated, the killing intent in their eyes became even stronger, and they used the Heavenly Thunder Technique, which had not been used for a long time.

In the turmoil of the aura around him, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder was rolling.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the Nanhua immortals looked at Zhu Sandao, who was sitting in meditation and outside the court, and said word by word: "Take away my faith, kill my beloved disciples, and tamper with the general trend."

"I've been in the middle of these two years."

Nanhua Immortal's words were interrupted, and Zhu Sandao opened his eyes.

The thunder died down, and a statue of a god erected in the palace glowed white, and countless prayers echoed inside and outside the palace.

"I saw a realm.."

Zhu Sandao stood up, countless phantoms surrounded him, and he looked at the Nanhua Immortal in the sky with a stunned face.

"In this world, there is no heaven... Earth.. There are three ways of people.."

The phantom gradually solidified, and the voice of prayer gradually became clear, resounding inside and outside the imperial capital.

The industrious farmer, the general who longs for the merits of war, the soldier who is about to face the war, the civilians who look forward to the future, the scholar who reads hard under the light...

Emerald green rivers, golden earth.

In the frightened eyes of the Nanhua immortals, Zhu Sandao and the blood-colored phantom figure around him gradually fused into one.

"Since, after the three punishments.."

The sky is obscured, the earth is obscured...

"I became a god of my own.."

The space shook, and a giant phantom appeared in the blood, the brilliance flowed, and the power of white faith filled the surface of the body.

I saw that between its waves, the endless five-colored spiritual power attacked the Nanhua Immortals...

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Boundary name: Prayer.

The power of faith.

In the flickering firelight, in the scene of the Three Kingdoms World, countless weak civilians were kneeling and praying.

"Sure enough, those with high will, after a long period of foreshadowing, it is easier to open their own virtual realm, but it is only easier for the first time."

He Yuan looked at the shattered world in the scene, and when his thoughts turned, he turned to the stunned guests and said, "Zhu Sandao has completed the task."

"City Lord, is that also the Void Realm?"

As He Yuan's words fell, Zameng put down the cup in his hand, got up and asked respectfully, "The same rule world as Liu Xiaodong?"

Liu Xiaodong's rule world, He Yuan has already explained it to everyone in the past three years, so Zameng asked for affirmation, just because before Zhu Sandao and Nanhua Immortals fought, the scene was already shattered.

"Yes." He Yuan.

"Thank you, City Lord." Zamon opened his mouth, took out a skin bag from his body, and asked He Yuan again: "I haven't finished drinking the spiritual spring today, can I take it away?"

Zameng smiled, and everyone also looked at He Yuan, expecting to hear the answer they wanted.

Because a new day had just begun, after everyone had exchanged for the spiritual spring, before they could taste it, the reincarnation world had already ended, which they had never expected.

"Do you just drink it?"

Everyone looked at the spiritual spring in front of them, and they didn't want to drink it all in one go, they wanted to taste it slowly.

Just when everyone thought that the castle lord would not agree, and was about to think about whether to drink it, they heard the castle lord's answer.

"Yes." He Yuan nodded and said to everyone: "The things of Ten Thousand Worlds City can be brought out of the outside world."

"Thank you, City Lord!"

"Thank you, Lord Castle!"

Everyone showed joy, and when they saw He Yuan turn around, they all took out the utensils from their bodies, and carefully put the spring water into the utensils, moving slowly, not daring to spill a drop.

"Save this cup." Zamon shook his skin.

"Mix some water, I don't know if the taste will change." Gao Chen thought in his heart, feeling that he could try it after he went back.

"That's it, I don't know how the poor road has lived in a month." Mo Yixi shook his head self-deprecatingly, and left after resigning from He Plaintiff.

"I'm three months." After Gilgamesh heard Mo Yixi's words, a wry smile disappeared.

"I'm probably on the road!"

The warrior stood up from the corner, and under the surprised gazes of the few people left in the tavern, he drank the spiritual spring in one gulp and left.

Empty, quiet.

As everyone left in the tavern, He Yuan looked at Qian Dajiang...