In the fiftieth year of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Fang Yuan's body is already seventy years old.

At this moment, he has swept away the dwarf states and begun the great migration.

Because of the support of various policies and his prestige, Fang Yuan relocated millions of people and moved to live in a dwarf state.

The dwarf state's leyline dragon qi was also destroyed by Fang Yuan, causing the dwarf state's leyline dragon qi to flow towards the Great Zhou.

In the 50th year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, the science and technology of the Great Zhou Dynasty became more and more developed.

Although Fang Yuan no longer came up with all kinds of technologies that were ahead of the times, with the spread of the steam engine and various classics, the speed of development of science and technology was getting faster and faster.

And with these technologies, Fang Yuan also laid the railway to this continent.

With the convenience of the railroad, he ruled the continent, reduced all alien races to slavery, and built rivers for him to dig and mine.

However, by now, Da Zhou is already too big, and it can even be said that it has exceeded the limit.

If it weren't for Fang Yuan's prestige suppression, the border land would probably be full of smoke and rebellion.

"It's too big..."

Seeing that Da Zhou completely occupied the entire continent, Fang Yuan couldn't help but shake his head.

"That's it... The rest of the continents will destroy their writing, erase their history, distort their language, destroy their faith, let them hold blood sacrifices, and make the luck of the tribe and the earth forever worship the Zhou people..."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and began his next round of actions.

Da Zhou, he always pays attention to the fact that no one can turn the wind and waves, not even his dozens of sons.

Now, he's going to go on a personal expedition again.

And this time, he wants to gather all the barbarian luck in this world into the luck of Da Zhou once and for all.

Luoyang, Imperial Palace.

Fang Ji looked at the fold in his hand with a blank expression, his eyes indifferent.

Now, he is fifty years old, and the wrinkles on his face can no longer be hidden.

"My son Fang Li is now thirty-three years old, but I am still the prince..."

Thinking of this, Fang Ji's expression gradually distorted.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the palace, he would immediately want to roar angrily now: "How can there be a fifty-year-old prince in this world!" ”

Fang Ji's face twitched, and he immediately inhaled deeply, and then let out a long and rough breath.

"I don't believe that you can lead troops to fight everywhere and live longer than me!"

Fang Ji's eyes were fierce, and he secretly said in his heart: "This world must be mine!" ”

However, even if he gets this world, I'm afraid he won't be able to enjoy it for a few years.

Thinking of this, Fang Ji couldn't help but feel sad and almost cried.

Is it easy for him! Suppressed by his father and emperor, and with many younger brothers peeping like wolves, it is not easy for him to support until now.

Moreover, because Fang Yuan is drafted every few years, his youngest brother is only five years old.

This made his position gradually become a little unstable.

If he hadn't had a son, and a son still had a son, he would have been abandoned by many ministers who supported him.

After all, even if he ascends the throne, he will be a short-lived emperor...

"I endure! Sooner or later, this big position will be mine! Fang Ji's eyes showed a stubborn gleam.

Fifty years, he has been humble and small for countless years for this goal, and now, he must persevere, otherwise, his previous insistence will immediately become a big joke!

Overseas, in a continent.

Fang Yuan took the Feathered Serpent Banner in his hand and played with it for a moment, then looked at the surrounding natives wearing eagle feather crowns, and said the official words of the Great Zhou: "You have been defeated, but I will not kill you all, you just need to give me all the land of the Great Zhou according to the contract, and then hold a blood sacrifice here, so that the clan can be lucky and worship the Great Zhou for the rest of the world." ”

Fang Yuan's eyes flickered, and he saw the earth vein dragon qi on this continent.

At this moment, they were at the central node of this leyline dragon qi.

As long as the blood sacrifice is held here, the luck of the ethnic groups on this land, and the luck of the leylines of this land, will all flow to the Great Zhou and the Zhou people.

A native wearing an eagle feather crown spoke at this moment and said the official words of the Great Zhou Dynasty: "We must obey the orders of the gods." ”

Fang Yuan nodded, and immediately held a blood sacrifice.

The defeated clansmen, and the markers that represent the luck of the race, are now thrown into the pit.

In front of the deep pit, the indigenous leader led the tribesmen, bowed in the direction of the Great Zhou, and then recited words in his mouth, and then lit the things to sacrifice to the sky.

In the firelight, Fang Yuan saw that wisps of earth vein dragon qi and race luck were converging above his head, in his Great Zhou Qi Luck.

This leyline dragon qi is so huge that it is incredible.

If nothing else, thousands of years from now, one of the most powerful countries in the world will emerge on this continent.

But now, all the dragon qi has flowed to Da Zhou and to Fang Yuan...

"It's time to start the next continent."

Fang Yuan's eyes moved slightly, looking at the soldiers who had not lost much of their staff, and smiled slightly.

With his command, these soldiers suffered very little loss.

Now, he has rotated several batches of soldiers, and at this moment he has laid down a continent, and they are at the time of high morale.

"Let's go! Go to the next land! ”

Fang Yuan waved his hand and led the people away.

After calculation, Fang Yuan had people drive the ironclad warship and came to a place where the land was extremely large, but the indigenous population was very small.

"Rainbow Snake, this is your god creator?"

Inside the tent, Fang Yuan looked at the rainbow snake on the banner in his hand.

This is a large snake with a rather strange body pattern, outlined by curves.

"God, this is our Creator."

A native with white spots on a black background on his face replied at this moment.

Although Fang Yuan's actions were disrespectful, none of them dared to speak.

"Have you considered my conditions?" Fang Yuan casually put down the flag in his hand and looked at the many natives.

"We promised, all the earth, all to the Heavenly God Great Zhou."

The indigenous leader replied in the awkward official dialect of the Great Zhou.

"In that case, let's get started."

Fang Yuan nodded.

In his gaze, wisps of luck were boiling, rising, and blending into his luck.

"It's almost there..."

Fang Yuan sighed slightly, looking forward to it in his heart.

Sixty years of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Fang Yuan's class returned to the dynasty.

At this moment, he is already eighty years old, but he is still young, and he has shocked I don't know how many people.

And the reason why he returned to the dynasty was because all the lands and all the barbarian races in this world had surrendered.

In the future, these barbarians can no longer pose a threat to the Great Zhou, because all their luck is already enshrined in the Great Zhou.

No matter when, even thousands of years later, it will not be able to pose a threat to the Great Zhou and the Zhou people.

"The latter is to change customs, let the world speak one kind of word, write one kind of word, the car is on the same track, and the book is the same!"

In the palace, Fang Yuan sat on the dragon chair, looking at the ministers below who no longer had familiar faces, and shook his head slightly.

Because Fang Ji was the crown prince and had the responsibility of temporarily supervising the country, he also appeared in the court at this moment, kneeling and looking at Fang Yuan.

At this moment, Fang Yuan, although he was a little old, was still too young compared to him.

"In ancient times, how can there be a prince who has been in the past for sixty years?"

"Yes, I am."

Fang Ji laughed at himself in his heart, his expression numb.