Time is no longer an issue.

Individuals who possess the light of a complete mind will no longer collapse because of the short-lived concept of life.

Of course, long years can bring wisdom and experience, but wisdom and experience itself means a kind of change, growth. And as an individual with a complete mind, as long as he wants to, then he can refuse it at any time.

Scars don't increase with age.

The temper will not get better or worse because of this.

This is the immortality of the so-called 'gold'. Not increasing, not decreasing, remaining the same, unless, willingly carving oneself, or subject to greater power.

- I am the power.

- I will forge everything that has been twisted.

Jiang Yu stared at the furnace.

The world is already in the furnace, and companions who don't need to wait remain at the outer end of the furnace. As a forger, it is not very difficult to adjust the relative operation flow rate of the new world, at most, Zhang Jie, who is still connected to the main god and needs to anchor the captain certification at all times, will be quite bored because he perceives that this is too long a time flow.

But it doesn't matter, things are like this, and the pot above his head is indispensable. The connection of the Lord God naturally also strengthens the structure of his mind. What's more, Jiang Yu is sure that this world, this out-of-control, this round of the Middle-earth civil war, has always been under the planning of the main god.

Because Zhan Lan still wears the watch of the reincarnation on his hand.

When he tore apart the sanctified white bird, he clearly saw that the watch was placed on the bird's foot on Zhan Lan's right side in the form of an leg ring - borrowing the captain's authority of the main god to strengthen it was not a solution to the problem. But if Zhan Lan is forcibly promoted by the main god, he will use brutal means to directly clean away the hidden dangers inside. Not to mention that her future growth potential will drop sharply, at least other people's problems will not be so easy to solve.

— and I'd like to get rid of that problem myself.

Changing a person's mind is not as hard as expected. Just let what she believes in become the object of her challenge. Eventually, the authoritative theories that interfered with her mind would crumble — a challenge of the kind that would suffice for ordinary people. But if the internal influence is interfered with by external forces, then it is natural to add a little bit of fierce material.

- Let's start with the world of design.

Jiang Yu wielded the forging hammer, he didn't intend to—and he didn't have the leisure to make additional changes to the worldview of A Chinese Ghost Story. He simply gathered the subconscious of all living creatures in the forge, and then, completely recreated and reshaped the whole world, demons, monsters and chaos are still the theme of this world, after all, the four heavenly gods he promised to guard the boundaries of the heavenly dome and sweep away all the demonic generations are still on the unflowing timeline beyond the furnace.

Mountains and rivers have been lined up ever since, and the land has been reproduced with people in equal proportions. The interior of the courtyard of the mansion is still drunk, and the wilderness of the countryside is still dominated by demons and insects.

A Chinese Ghost Story is still a Chinese Ghost Story, but Jiang Yu has to slightly change a key tone while reproducing the world in equal proportions.

That is to erase all positive legends about the 'Heavenly Court' in this world. Then, in the content of the filling, the ruthlessness and brutality of the heavenly court were shown as much as possible.

And after that......

"Let me see where you are."

………………………………

Zhan Lan died.

Zhan Lan, who was in the first life, was an orphan girl who had been sick since she was a child. Abandoned by his biological parents and ostracized by his clan and relatives. She was kicked out of the rundown house and fell to the dirt. After two nights of torrential rain, the sick body stiffened in the damp moor.

'What is useless should be thrown away, that's the way of the world. When she was kicked out of the room, her family said goodbye to her. After struggling hard, she calmly accepted her fate.

Because 'the weak obey the strong', this is the principle of heaven.

She was able to survive until the second night because the homeless child incarnated by Jiang Yu gave her food and rags to protect her from the cold. On the next morning, of course. The peasants, who couldn't see the disease, stoned the dragon to death, and Zhan Lan's bones were broken and shattered, perhaps bleeding to death before he froze to death by the night rain.

Zhan Lan died for the second time.

Zhan Lan in the second life is better than the first, she is the daughter of an official eunuch. Although she was born with a disability, she had pity for her mother. Jiang Yu is her younger brother and takes good care of her. But this time, she obtained the fate of Nie Xiaoqian's same style.

When he went to work in a foreign country with his father, a group of rogues attacked the merchant of this eunuch's family. She saw her mother killed by random arrows, and her brother tried his best to fight the robbers, but was beheaded with a knife. Before they died, they all shouted for her to run, even though she had a leg problem since she was a child, and in the end, she naturally fell while escaping, but instead of being caught by the rogue, she fell into the valley.

Death is not such a quick fate.

Her body was stuck in a tree, and her hands were broken in the fall. Her blood and groans summoned carnivorous birds and swarms of insects, pecked her eyes and gnawled at her flesh bit by bit, and she struggled and squirmed for two days and two nights before she allowed herself to fall from the tree and die above the sharp rocks.

'It's natural for the jungle to be the strongest, yes, the jungle is the strongest. This last whisper echoed in her mind before she died.

Zhan Lan died for the third time.

In this life, she was a noble lady in the court. There is no disease and no congenital disability. But the prince who gave birth to her failed in the succession, and the fate she obtained was captivity.

She only learned to read and write, and only then did she enjoy a little wealth and glory. was left alone in a dark courtyard where there was no light of day. There are walls more than ten meters high on all sides, and there is not a single sound from the outside world. She had nothing but a bed and a table. She didn't even see the person who brought her meals and took away the household garbage every day. She has been locked up in silence for decades, and her only freedom is to listen to the sound of the wind coming from the small, one-sided open window every time she delivers food.

Jiang Yu is her jailer, and the only thing she knows is that the other party should be a man.

And one day, the unbearable jailer found an opportunity to release her. He fled with her, and she was overjoyed that she had already planned her fate for the next few decades. No matter what the bumps and turns, it's better than being locked up in prison again.

If there was no sudden earthquake, then she might really be able to enjoy a different life and destiny. Now, however, the confined courtyard had an excessively high façade, and when it broke and fell, the boulder was enough to bury all her hopes.

Her body was smashed by the waist, and the jailer was one step ahead of her, and her head was smashed and died.

The scope of the earthquake was not large, and the affected area was nothing more. She stared blankly at the noisy crowd that was shaken by the ground in all directions. Sharp pain and suffocation gradually flooded her body.

'Is it my fault?' Because I've strayed from where I'm supposed to stand? Because I chose to rebel and choose to escape? ’

'If I hadn't fled, wouldn't it be ......'

She couldn't think too much about it, and the darkness gradually covered her body and mind. She lamented her fate and regretted that she had accepted the invitation. However, deep down, there is a faint flame that burns after all.

'Really...... Is it my fault? Isn't it this abominable destiny? ’

Death came as promised.

Death never fails.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh......

She was reincarnated again and again, and died tragically again and again. Sometimes, before they grow up, they are plundered by rebels. Sometimes they struggle, but they also suffer a tragic fate.

Most of them are related to flying stones.

She gradually remembered something from her past life.

She sometimes meets some fellow travelers, maybe Zhu Wen, maybe Cheng Xiao. They are just as unlucky as themselves, but they don't suffer this tragic fate too often—perhaps because they rise up and rebel in the face of a tragic fate. And she just struggled, and did not completely reject her fate.

This is destiny. She thought.

And I am an abomination of destiny. ’

In the midst of death after death, invisible anger gradually surged.