Time flies, and a hundred years of time turn into smoke.

The Great Zhou Empire is thriving as in the past, and it is completely impossible to see the various drawbacks that a mature empire should have.

It's normal, with Fu Qiu in charge, his consciousness runs through the entire empire, and no matter what happens, it can be corrected in time.

For him, as long as there are crooked branches, he can prune them with his hands, even if they are his descendants.

He doesn't have much blood and family in his heart.

After so many years of reproduction, the Fu family's descendants are as high as one million, who knows whom?

Over the years, there have been no less than 10,000 descendants of the bloodline killed by him, and one overseas principality and kingdom after another have been completely controlled by the central government, and the local royal family has become an honorary nobleman and a happy idler.

He can be said to have used his own blood to lay the healthy development of the empire.

Capital.

It is still a magnificent palace, full of golden brilliance, warblers and swallows.

In Fu Qiu's eyes, there was a heavy twilight here.

He himself is as young as ever, and after achieving Jindan, theoretically, he can suppress this empire for hundreds of years.

However, he was already tired, and there was no old man beside him, no more familiar figure.

Although there was never a shortage of new people to replace him, he was already tired of it.

"There's no need to stay any longer."

"After the final experiment, whether it succeeds or fails, it's time to leave."

As soon as the thought moved, Fu Qiu's figure appeared outside the Imperial Mausoleum, unraveled the formation arranged before, and then passed through a mist and arrived at the depths of the Imperial Mausoleum.

More than a dozen tall coffins appeared in front of him, surrounded by a cold corpse.

A touch of nostalgia flashed in Fu Qiu's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, all the coffins disappeared and appeared in the portable space.

Stepping on the lotus step, Fu Qiu gently played with a jade seal that concentrated the luck of humanity in his hand, and walked into the underground palace.

Sitting cross-legged on a futon, the jade seal is placed in front of him.

"I've been deducing for so many years and preparing for so long, it's time to give it a try!"

The spiritual power of the dantian poured into the jade seal,

Rumble~

In an instant, the jade light was agitated, like splashing a pool of spring water.

The jade seal exuded a quiet brilliance, slowly floating, and one by one the dragons circled around, there were nine in total, all of them were manifestations of the empire's luck, and they all showed their intimate emotions towards Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu slowly closed his eyes, and the method of transporting the dynasty that he had explored for decades slowly worked.

Whew!

One by one, the swimming dragons completely submerged into Fu Qiu's eyebrows, emitting a brilliant golden light.

The mind and mind were combined, and the spiritual power in Fu Qiu's body flowed through Zhou Tian, and he saw that in his eyes, there was suddenly a scorching fire, as if it was about to splash out.

"Boom!"

The stinging sensation of the hot sting, breaking through some kind of obstacle.

Fu Qiu's eyes were open, looking up, the clouds appeared, a small round ball dripping appeared, on which seven pieces of land, five oceans, mountains and rivers splendid, black and white, red, yellow, blue, purple and gold, all kinds of colors are flowing endlessly, symbolizing all kinds of luck.

This is the cloud disk of the manifestation of the luck of heaven and earth, or it would be more appropriate to become a cloud ball, just like a chessboard of heaven and earth.

Fu Qiu is a chess player sitting outside the chessboard.

The luck was turbulent, turning into a torrent, and at a glance, Fu Qiu's whole person was shrouded in infinite luck.

The Great Zhou Dynasty ruled Hengyu, and to a certain extent, Fu Qiu was the master of this heaven and earth, and he was naturally affected by the atmosphere.

If he is willing to practice according to the method of fortune, he can even attain the status of the Lord of Heaven and Earth.

"Town!"

With a turn of his eyes, three inches above his head, a sea of luck appeared.

In the sea of luck, a piece of purple gold is steaming, and there is a blue light in it, and one of them is a purple light, which vaguely transforms into the appearance of the Great Zhou jade seal.

In his mind, through the jade seal, he has already had a wisp of connection with this beautiful river and mountain.

Fu Qiu was overjoyed, after decades of deduction, although the method was rough, the general path was finally completed, and after that, it was nothing more than further refinement within the framework.

And then there's...

"Luck!"

"Dragon Qi Infused Body!"

Boom rumble~

Fu Qiu's spirit is completely connected with the heaven and earth qi fortune disk, comprehending the changes and flows of qi between heaven and earth, and looking at this world from a higher and slightly detached perspective.

The flow of luck accumulated by the Great Zhou for decades continued to pour into Fu Qiu's body.

These are the fortunes of the Great Zhou, and sooner or later they will be dispersed.

Fu Qiu arranged the collection in advance, and now it is consumed, and there is no harm to the national fortune.

Rise~

The Qi Luck True Dragon also continued to merge with Fu Qiu, pouring dragon qi into his body.

His aura is not only elevated, but also the peak of the early stage of Jindan... Jindan mid-term... Jindan mid-term peak... Later Jindan ...

Jindan Peak!

The breath was stuck here, and although there was still dragon qi and flow luck pouring in, Fu Qiu took the initiative to cut off each other's hubs.

There's no need for it!

If you want to go further, the remaining dragon qi and flowing clouds are just a drop in the bucket.

If you want to achieve the Yuan Shen, unless Fu Qiu stays in this world forever, completely connects with the national fortunes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and completely achieves the personality of this heaven and earth, it is impossible.

However, in the martial arts world, there is no aura, and only when a realm creates a primordial god can barely be supported.

Fu Qiu smiled: "Haha, it doesn't matter if you become a primordial god or not, anyway, you have found a bright avenue." ”

Although the method of transporting the dynasty is rough and even flawed, the basic framework is enough.

This kind of path where one person affects one realm is very suitable for a heavenly demon like Fu Qiu.

months later.

While consolidating his rapidly rising cultivation in the palace, Fu Qiu passed the position to the successor who had already been selected.

From the cloud of luck, he once again glanced at the empire that he had ruled for hundreds of years.

He turned away from this world.

There is no eternal empire, the Great Zhou Empire is too big, how long it can last, he is not sure.

But over the years, various Thanksgiving days have been established.

African-Americans, Yamato, and Asan have been killed as cherished races, and some have completely disappeared from history.

The number of Europa and other races has also been decreasing, accompanied by various mixed bloods, and in the process of internal migration, it has been completely integrated into the Great Zhou.

Fu Qiu only believes one thing, even if the meat is boiled, it will be difficult to be in his own pot.

……

"It's back!"

It was still the familiar villa, Fu Qiu showed a relaxed smile.

Feeling Fu Qiu's breath, several female ghosts suddenly appeared, fell to the ground, and saluted him respectfully: "Meet the master." ”

"Get up."

Fu Qiu raised his hand slightly, and more than a dozen coffins appeared in place.

Commanded to Chu Renmei: "Send these coffins to Base No. 1." ”

Base No. 1 has dealt with the corpse pits of countless zombies, among which the blood, yin, and corpse qi are very strong, which is the most suitable for nourishing these zombies in the coffin.

Chu Renmei nodded respectfully: "Yes!" ”

With a wave of his hand, several ghosts retreated.

Fu Qiu closed his eyes slightly, feeling the depths of the sea of knowledge, a mark that was forming, and he was looking forward to it.