Inside the courtyard.

Li Yizheng and Zhao Si discuss the game.

This is the most common hobby between the two of them, the two are different in age but from the same background, the same kindergarten, an elementary school, a junior high school, and even high school are all together. During this period, when I was in elementary school, I used my New Year's money to buy two controllers and game CDs, and I used a home DVD player to get my first contact with games.

When I was in junior high school, I experienced the final end of the arcade era and the initial rise of computer games.

When I was in high school, I went to an Internet café and played various computer games.

Looking back on 2,000 years, what they still remember is that in the middle of summer, two children squatted together, a square monitor and DVD player, a fan, and an old popsicle playing games.

Zhao Si chose the oldest pixel game as the carrier, poured his feelings and understandings into it, and finally came up with a "real" game.

It's not virtual reality that makes games real, it's about making games as realistic as they are, but never beyond the word games.

829,000 options, 8,000 characters with life trajectories, 10 million words of dialogue, 30,000 magic powers according to realistic prototypes, 3,000 non-repeating magic weapons, and 300 schools with different styles.

It used to be like a painting cake, but for Zhao Si, he could make entertainment hobbies in his spare time.

"Which ending do the sisters-in-law prefer?"

"Baishi is an equal person in the world, Xi'er is a saffron that turns into dust, rabbit is born out of the world, and Yunshu is a soft rice that is really fragrant."

Hearing the words "soft rice is really fragrant", Zhao Si was quite surprised, in his impression, Jian Xian was the strongest person, how could he choose the ending of [Soft Rice is really fragrant].

In the design, if the protagonist of this ending does not marry a wife or concubine during the mortal period, maintains the body of a child, and then comes to [Yunzhou-Luoxian Valley] at the age of two hundred, he can meet a peerless female demon through some plots.

And then by mistake, the two of them double-repaired and opened the branch line.

It is a very classic plot, but Zhao Si never designs a plot that is a line to the end, as a peak powerhouse of the gods, his divine soul is fully capable of supporting him to design an ever-changing plot tree.

The dual cultivation of the protagonist and the female demon is not a seal, let alone a chisel that makes a powerful monk fall in love with a little minion.

If you want to be with the female demon, you have to go through an eighty-hour process, during which you can't go wrong with thirty key options.

The most important thing is that the protagonist behaves like a dog licker during the period.

Can the sword immortal endure?

"Why do they like these endings?"

"I didn't ask, but with what I know about them, I can probably guess."

Li Yi took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Shiraishi likes those who are equal to the world, invincible in the world, and those who have not experienced hardships like this kind of magnificence. Xi'er likes to turn into mortals, and everyone in the world thinks that the flying general is aggressive, but she was originally a big lady. The rabbit was used to hiding when he was young, and he was actually very sensitive to the outside world, and he was only lively when he was around me. ”

"As for Yun Shu, it's a bit special, the protagonist you set is only male."

Zhao Si explained: "The premise of all my plots is that they are real, and all options must conform to the basic development laws, and the difference in gender in interpersonal relationships will lead to things developing in two directions, and I will consider adding a female protagonist later." ”

"When you created the game's plot tree, you used Li Changsheng as a reference to a large extent."

"That's for sure, when it comes to cultivation stories, you will definitely not be able to avoid Brother Yi."

"She... It's not the protagonist, it's the female devil. ”

Li Yi felt a little helpless and quite funny.

He could actually vaguely detect Yun Shu's thoughts, as early as in his previous life, she couldn't beat Li Changsheng. Otherwise, with Yun Shu's domineering temperament, he would have tied people up the mountain a long time ago.

And the female devil is very similar to her in some ways, she is extremely strong, and she will cut whoever is unhappy.

The most important thing is the protagonist's dog licking option, once Yun Shu thinks of herself, even she can't help but smirk.

Zhao Si was also stunned and said, "Sister-in-law is worthy of being a sword immortal." ”

His game has a certain function of conscience, if it is not intentional resistance, it will show what this person thinks to a certain extent.

Dongyun Shu's heart is self-evident, she really wants to support Brother Yi and ride on Brother Yi's head.

"How long has my sister-in-law been playing?"

"For three months, it took hundreds of times to barely clear the customs."

"My bad."

Zhao Si can be sure that his sister-in-law really wants to ride on Brother Yi, and it is not an ordinary thought.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the outside world, Zhao Si raised his head and said in surprise: "Is this the end of the fight?" ”

"It should be."

"What are you going to do? Asgard won, but not completely, more like the two countries fought in the past, one of them could not hold on, but it was not completely incapacitated. ”

Li Yi was calm and happy, drinking tea leisurely, without a nervous look.

But Zhao Si is different, a little more sad.

Asgard and extraterritorial monks are equivalent to two great powers that were on par with each other back then. There is a clear difference between the strength and weakness of the two sides, but it is by no means a complete crushing advantage.

Wars can be fought, but they are very difficult to win, especially when it comes to all-out war.

When a great country's ability to fight is fully awakened, and when everyone is facing life and death, then it is not certain who will die in the end.

Now the form of war has been changed, just like the defeat of the tactics of the crowd in the past, the war has belonged to the powerful and powerful. The minimum standard for entering the game is to transform into a god, and the cannon fodder below cannot be used, and mortals cannot interfere.

Zhao Si didn't want to see a lose-lose scene.

"Little Four, do you know how many people have died in total after they have been fighting for nearly a hundred years?"

Li Yi asked, Zhao Si shook his head and didn't know that he had little contact with the outside world in the past thousand years, and the only time he had been with Lu Hao for the first time. As for the number of wars and deaths, it is even more unknown, but it is known that many sects perished as a result.

Li Yi didn't know, but he pinched his fingers and felt the heavens and the earth to know how many people died during the period.

"There are thirty-six holy kings, six immortal palaces, and thirty extraterritorial monks. There are 300 gods, 30% of the immortal palace, 70% of the foreign monks, and 100,000 of the remaining monks, of which the floating slaughter kills the most. ”

Zhao Sicha said: "This is too much." ”

He knew that many people had died, but he didn't expect that there would be so many, and the Saint King alone would have died thirty-six.

This is an existence that can live for at least tens of thousands of years, and any one of them is enough to destroy a planet.

"Life is like grass mustard, and if there are more holy kings, it will become grass mustard." Li Yi lightly but directly said the cruelty of war.

"This is not a one-man battle, but a battle of thousands of powerful monks. You can never guarantee that you will not face the attacks of dozens of Saint Kings at the same time in the next second. A war between monks is like a group of people walking in a minefield, and you don't know if you will step on a mine in the next second. ”

"Fighting is the privilege of the strong, and often the vast majority of people are not, it has nothing to do with the realm."

Compared to the iron and fire of modern firearms, the war between monks is more bloody and terrifying. At least firearms know calibers, and there are too many unknown means among monks.

Everyone is blind in a certain aspect, or a formation, or a Buddha and a demon, or a magic weapon.

The real terror lies in the unknown.

It is common sense to die more, because there are too many strong people of the same level, even the Holy King will lose his aura.

Just like the unphased, when there is only one unphased person in the world, he can be extraordinary. But once there are nine unequals alive at the same time, the otherworldly unrelated ones have to play all kinds of schemes.

Zhao Si was silent for a long time, he was under the wing of his eldest brother, but he had never really participated in the fight between the monks.

Li Yi asked, "Little Four, do you know why I didn't stop them?" Obviously, I can make everyone live in peace with one word. ”

"Because you don't want to care?"

Zhao Si guessed, but the answer he got was shaking his head and smiling, which was obviously not correct.

"There are some things that are not right in words, and you hope in my reputation, but I never believe in reputation, and I don't believe in the peace that can be established by words alone."

"If the conflict of interests is not resolved, Asgard always feels that it knows that it can suppress everything, and I don't allow them to do so. Extraterritorial, they think that they can fight back, at least enough to compete with Asgard. ”

Zhao Sidao: "Now that they admit defeat outside the territory, they can't be allowed to jump off the wall in a hurry, right?" ”

"Asgard still doesn't recognize it, they don't know the pain yet."

Li Yi drank half a pot of tea, bitter and sweet, sweet and fragrant for a long time, but never forgot the bitterness of the entrance.

He said: "I don't like bitter tea, but I get used to it when I drink it." I don't like to kill, and I'm getting used to it. ”

"Little Four, I will kill a lot of people if I make a move, more than now. Either I don't speak, or I make the final decision, whether it's Asgard or Extraterrestrial Monks. ”

Zhao Si is inclined to the Immortal Palace, and Li Yi is no exception, but he has more experience. Knowing that partiality cannot ignore objective facts, Asgard is not perfect, they also have selfishness, and heaven and man are also human.

Excluding the so-called saying that prosperity is like a knife, no one likes to suddenly cut a big cake for outsiders, even if they don't use it so much.

In the past, the rich had a lot of money, and they didn't give it to the poor.

Competing interests.

Li Yi can suppress it, but he has to sit in a high position, day after day, year after year, so that everyone can see it in order to suppress his ambition.

Otherwise, it will only be exchanged for a short period of peace, and contradictions and ambitions will one day erupt again.

Zhao Si asked again, "Brother Yi, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Wait until you get beaten to know that it hurts."

It's like extraterritorial, I didn't know the pain at the beginning, but now I'm beaten and crying and come to myself to cry, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

Outside, there was another sound of supplication.

"Ask the immortals to administer justice for us."

Qiong Yu was suspended outside the gate, only ten steps away from the Holy King, and seeing that there was no sound coming from the courtyard, she said: "Fellow Daoist, go back and recuperate, it is inconvenient for the immortals today." ”

These words gave the Holy King who had finally escaped to this place a way out, although he was unwilling, but he did not dare to continue to stay, kowtowed slightly, and got up to leave.

The celestial beings who pursued here in the distance were long gone.

Qiong Yu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Has even the Holy King been mixed up to such a point in this era? Once upon a time, the Holy King did not produce a statue for tens of thousands of years, and he was invincible when he was born.

In his previous life, he lived in the era of the Lord of the Dark, and the other party was like a god in the sky to him, he had never seen it, but he had always heard of it.

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The next day, a woman transformed by a phoenix flew from afar, with luxurious makeup, dressed in a black robe, and carrying the luck of the underworld, ranking as the son of heaven.

This person is the current lord of the Secret City, the former first Yan Luolan.

Lan arched his hand and bent down and said, "Qiongyu Daoyou, the concubine asks to see the immortals." ”

Yu Du came to the house, and there was no need to report it, so he walked straight into the house and handed a booklet to Li Yi.

Lan said respectfully: "Except for one person who is scattered due to the fighting method, all the Saint King Avatars can be reincarnated. Of the rest of the monks, only 30% meet the requirements for reincarnation. ”

Li Yi asked, "Can you comply with the rules?" ”

Lan replied, "Since the Abyss Convergence Dao, life and death do not allow sentient beings to have another chance, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the chance of solving the mystery in the womb. Anyone who has entered the Tao, as long as there is a wisp of remnant soul left, can be reincarnated, and the probability of success is eighty percent. ”

"Take care of the reincarnation of the people of Asgard, ensure that they can solve the mystery of the womb, and tell me if you have any questions."

Li Yi said without doubt.

He doesn't care if the child fights, he has to take care of it after the fight.

Lan was stunned for a moment, knowing that this was against the way of heaven, but he did not hesitate to bend down.

"Obey the law."

There are two heavens between heaven and earth, one is the way of heaven and the other is the immortal in front of him.

Qiong Yu suddenly had an understanding.

It's that the level of the immortal predecessors is too high, and it is also that many people ask too much, and they ask too much. ’

Not all the Saint Kings participated in this battle, none of them participated, none of them did Mu Yu Daoyou, and many Saint Kings actually stayed out of it.

Don't take what you see and hear as everything, such as the reputation of the immortal predecessors who are holy and virtuous.

The immortal predecessors will be eccentric, and they are very protective of calves, but they rarely pull the shelf.

Is that good?

It's too good to be true!

What people hate is not that the immortal predecessors will be selfish, but that it is not themselves who hate being favored.

Qiong Yu puffed up her chest slightly, she was the little butler of the fairy family.

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The Chinese era is 3,800 years old.

The intensity of the war skyrocketed, and the death toll soared.

After the originally dispersed extraterritorial monks came to their senses, they gradually established a strong alliance, and after decades of exploration, they gradually competed with the Asgard Palace.

The increasing casualties have led to the emergence of anti-war factions in Asgard.

It is not surprising that Qiandao Zhenjun stood up and openly opposed Xiao Yuntian, and confronted him in many public meetings, so that the celestials who did not want to continue fighting gradually gathered under his command.

At night, the night is dark and windy.

Qiandao Zhenjun was invited to Xiao Yuntian's residence, and there were Xiao Yuntian and Yan Tianjun, as well as the Flying Star Zhenren who threw a divine thought.

He took his seat, and then the atmosphere became unusually dull, and the four of them did not say a word.

Small things open a meeting, big things hold a small meeting.

None of the problems that can be resolved at the conference are not problems, but the problems that require a small meeting between several people in private are all big problems.

This situation may determine the future direction of Asgard, as well as the pattern of heaven and earth.

"Almost, enough people have died."

Yan Tianjun turned out to be the first anti-war faction to speak, he had always been in the same pants with Xiao Yuntian before, but now he has his own opinions.

He will obey the general direction of Asgard, but it does not mean that he will shut up completely.

Feixing Zhenren said coldly: "The Saint King who has only died a third has died, and the God Transformation has only died less than a quarter, which is not enough. ”

"If we continue to fight like this, more than half of our compatriots will be killed or wounded."

"The prosperous world is like a knife, and we are also one of them."

At this time, Xiao Yuntian spoke: "Having said that, we can't die in vain. The catastrophe of heaven and earth has not yet been seen, even if we are all dead, thousands of years later, it will be a prosperous era. ”

"Ancestor, convince me to keep fighting."

Yan Tianjun and Qiandao True Monarch were slightly surprised, but it was reasonable, although Xiao Yuntian was belligerent, he was not a madman.

There is no need for this war to continue, at least Xiao Yuntian has no reason.

Feixing Zhenren looked sideways slightly, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that he was the only one left in the main battle faction.

"When it hits the fault, if the only person left is the Immortal Palace, we can naturally cut off the road of future generations. The biggest reason for the prosperity of cultivation today is that there are so many traditions that all aspirants can find a home. ”

"Those who can become talented have eight points of family background, one point of luck, and one point of talent. Whether it is in the cultivation world or in mortal society, many times the so-called heroes and heroes are born. No matter how many geniuses you are geniuses, you will be buried by the days when you face the loess and turn your back to the sky, and how many of the people who have been the heroes in the troubled times throughout the ages are ordinary people? ”

"How many people!"

The Flying Star Zhenren asked sharply, and a thunderbolt flashed in their cold eyes, once again throwing their souls into the darkness and the darkness of heaven and earth.

Lonely, heavy, indescribable suffocation.

What frightened them was not death, but that although they were celestials, they were all ordinary people in the Asgard at that time.

It wasn't fear that made them cringe, but that if they hadn't had the immortals, would they have what they could be today?

Throughout the ages, how many people have been born as heroes?

At this moment, even their breathing was stagnant, and the three of them were almost dead silent, and none of them dared to look directly at the real person of Feixing, and directly into the clear and pure eyes of the other party.

Outsiders say that the ancestor of the ship division is a madman, but he has always been the most sober and sensible.

Feixing Zhenren said softly: "Children, the era I live in, the world has never come to an end, I don't know what will happen in the future, I don't know what the strength of the immortals will be?" I only know that I was saved by immortals when I was young, and I only know how to do my best to repay the kindness of immortals. ”

Repay the Grace of the Immortals.

It doesn't matter if what they do is useful or not, it doesn't matter when the world will be tribulated in the future, the focus is what they do.

"Ancestor, I will support you to fight, but only in my own name."

Xiao Yuntian stood up, and the other two slowly stood up without hesitation, even the Thousand Dao True Monarch who was the most opposed to war.

He was against war, but not against repaying the favor.

If a man does not remember kindness, how is he different from an animal?

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On August 23rd, the weather was none, and the location was too cloudy.

The 300,000 Heavenly Masters of the Immortal Palace, the Futu Immortal Boat was in the sky, and the Flying Star True Man walked into the position that should have belonged to Xiao Yuntian in the surprised eyes of everyone, and he, the first generation of the Immortal Palace, stood resolutely in front of the descendants.

"Sue, all the celestials."

"I have witnessed the catastrophe of heaven and earth flooding Kyushu, and I have felt the cold of wind and snow for three years and three years. I was abandoned by my parents and cried in the heavy rain, and the majestic and merciless rain still flows on me. I shivered in the cold wind, and the cold and biting wind and snow still remain in my heart. ”

"It was the immortals who saved me, and I am standing here at this moment."

"I don't know when the calamity will come, or if killing will be effective, and maybe all of us will die of old age or not."

"But the war must go on until we drain the last drop of blood. This is not a war for the peace of the world, this is not a war for interests, this is not a war against people who are not in the Immortal Palace. ”

The sound spread through the Dao Law to the starry sky and fell into the ears of all celestial beings.

"Children, you must remember that we have no way of knowing whether there will be a prosperous era of Asgard after hundreds of millions of years. After the Immortals, will there be a second Immortal? We only know that at this moment, standing here is a gift from the immortals. ”

Feixing Zhenren inhaled slightly and swallowed the desolation of heaven and earth into his belly, turning his hot blood into a roar.

"This is a struggle of the human race against the way of heaven, against all the unphased, against heaven and earth!"

"We can die here today, but we must not let that rain fall on future generations, even if it is 10,000 years from now."

Amazing!

Under the dark starry sky, the breath of 300,000 celestial beings suddenly exploded, like 300,000 suns! Their aura was intertwined, as if countless generations of the Immortal Palace human race in the previous life had been forging ahead in the calamity, and the belief that had been inherited for 10,000 years had already penetrated into the soul of the gods.

Like a giant beast in the starry sky, the Floating Slaughter Immortal Boat slowly moved.

The extraterritorial saints and sects had already been prepared, and they would be greeted by endless formations.

Hundreds of millions of supernatural powers are concurrent, like 10,000 suns exploding one after another, and every inch of space is venting violent mana.

A figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield, out of the way, overlooking the world.

Li Yi looked at them, as if the past had reappeared, the only difference was that he was no longer bound by heaven and earth.

I couldn't stop them from doing stupid things back then, but today they should make up for it.

"I am a perfect man."

He raised his hand, and the universe seemed to be blowing a spring breeze, and all the Dao Dharma in the place he passed was silent.

(End of chapter)