PS: Because I don't have popularity, I don't care about the degree of cracking, random graffiti, and imagination. Well, that's it, it's written to play. The next plot changes a lot, and readers who are not nervous may not be able to change, but I like to play this!

In this book, there are immortals, fantasy, mythology, interstellar, modern, steampunk, mecha has also been written, and armor should also be considered mecha. Now, rewrite history. There is no most, only more!――

After lying on the beach for three and a half years, the big waves hit me and I turned over.

Turquoise sea, golden sandy beaches. Fine sand, soft to step on.

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming.

Lying on the beach with the hot wind blowing. The sea rolled the waves, flakes of foam. The salty sea breeze blew, there was no thunder or rain to collect clothes, only a piece of peace.

One by one, crabs crawled out of the beach, waving large pincers and imposingly. The crab roe is not fat now, and it is not the time to eat crabs.

Whew~~

The sound of sleeping, there is nothing to do, only lying here, sleeping with your face facing the sky. At least, this life is not bad.

Somehow, a wild horse appeared on the beach.

Horses do not appear on the beach and prefer grass in an environment. And the soft sand will sink the horse's hooves in.

This horse is an exception, as it likes to eat fish, and eats very fishy sea fish.

There were no fish in the inland river, so it ran to the beach. Prop up the front hooves and stand in the sea with the thick hind hooves. I saw a school of small fish swimming by. The bowl-sized hoof stepped down.

A few unfortunate little fish trampled into meatloaf. The bones and swim bladders were trampled to pieces.

It has a lot of fun and loves this game of treading water very much.

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The wild horse does not have a hoof master to beat its hooves, so it is extra careful not to cut its feet with seashells on the beach.

It's very troublesome for them to be cut. The salty sea water poured into it, and it really hurt. If you are stained with sand again, you will be prone to tetanus.

The horse had black hair and ran like a red rabbit. Chasing the wind.

Of course, it's just a pony. Because the old horse knows the way, and the pony does not know the way, it is separated from the herd and can no longer find a home.

Tired of playing, the little wild horse yawned, spewed two white gases from his nostrils, stretched his waist lazily, walked back to the dry beach comfortably, and rolled around. Let the dry sand dry out all the water on your body.

Shook his waist, bang.

It's the sound of the sand falling on it.

The sun in the sky is not bad. Today is a good day. There is a tree on the beach over there, and it is very strong, with a thick trunk and an umbrella-shaped canopy that shades the tree.

A tree on the beach, weird. But for this strange beach, this kind of thing doesn't seem so strange.

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Under the tree was a slouchy two-legged creature whose name Mustang knew, and his name was 'Man'.

When I saw this person, I didn't feel any danger. It swaggered over and squatted on the belly of the 'person', feeling very comfortable.

But then, it jumped up. A horse, jumping more than three meters high, rumbled when it landed, smashing a big hole in the beach.

The buttocks were already swollen, and the 'human's body seemed to have thorns.

screamed angrily a few times, but the man didn't pay attention to it, and was still asleep. At this time, it was also sleepy, and the huge horse's head rested on the legs of the 'man' and fell asleep.

Under the tree, there are many crabs in one person and one horse.

Crabs climb trees, and they are also a group of strange crabs.

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A carriage drives by, waking the sleeping pony up. Looking at its companion, it cheered happily and ran over in a hurry, but unexpectedly, the huge horse's hooves kicked on the man's head.

The head kicked away like a broken ball.

Seeing his big pillow head flying, the wild horse hurriedly ran over, bit his head with his mouth embarrassedly, and pressed it on him again, and he had already recited the transcendent scriptures a hundred times in his heart, if he could recite the scriptures.

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Zhou Sheng was woken up by this stinky horse, and he was really panicked.

When I woke up, it had been three and a half years.

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The wild horse ran to the carriage and then ran back again. Teeth bit Zhou Sheng's clothes and tugged at him hard.

It was only by following its mind that the horse's mind was clear.

As soon as it approached the carriage, a whip was drawn on its body, and it was looking for someone to help.

The white horse that pulled the carriage was very handsome, with long hair, and was considered a horse among horses.

For this kind of old and noisy wild horse, a whip is considered a haode. If you encounter someone with a bad heart, you can directly pull it back to eat horse meat, or put on a dragon trap and work all day.

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The carriage was gone, and only the little mustang looked in the direction the carriage had traveled and howled bitterly.

It looked down and followed the footprints of the white horse, sniffing vigorously, it was the breath of its companion.

A horse that no one wants, a person that no one wants.

Zhou Sheng's wife, Rose, died three years ago, or rather, this woman really got everything she wanted, so she left.

She is the daughter of the leader of the Dao Protector Alliance, of course, the daughter of the master, and a chess piece that the master puts beside him, as for the chess piece, it is always necessary to realize the mission of the chess piece.

Having stolen the breath of fate, she has returned to the arms of the master.

The breath of fate refers to his two daughters. By the time he found out everything, it was too late, his daughters were dead, their consciousness was just impurities, and the power of fate in their bodies was what the Lord wanted.

The clay tablet of fate cannot be desecrated, even the ancient masters do not want to touch it, so they choose a compromise method.

Two copies of destiny are really a big deal!

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Zhou Sheng is out of the clay tablet of fate, naturally there is no shroud of fate, and there is no point in staying by his side any longer, that woman, perhaps, has now returned to the light and darkness platform.

Two wisps of remnant souls in their hands, this is the breath of their daughters, breaking into their own realm, allowing them to reincarnate and rebuild.

He had already had a backhand, or he had already noticed it, but he was unwilling to expose it, unwilling to tear off that thin layer of disguise.

Now that I am alone, I can move forward alone.

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The clay tablet of fate is left behind, thrown at the top of the heavenly peak, no matter who gets it, it will inevitably be a dead end.

He didn't want to use this thing, it was all cause and effect, and finally cut off all cause and effect, and the red dust did not weigh on his body, and he lived cleanly in the world.

Look at the scenery, look at life.

He patted the horse on the head and planted a nest of grass on the beach, which matured in an instant and was harvested to feed it.

Watching the horse's hot breath spray in the palm of his hand, he showed a sweet smile.

"Horses, horses, to this day. I am free from all bondage, from all cause and effect, and from all reincarnation. The present me is the real me. Many years ago, I also found a horse king, ready to be a mount or something, but then I also played soy sauce, it seems to be old and dead, where is Zuihou buried?"

He asked himself, he couldn't remember, and he didn't want to.

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"Let's go, the two of us will really live in this world for a while, and we can have a ......companion when we are old."

Zhou Sheng dispersed all his cultivation, used all his cultivation to open a passage without coordinates with Liliang, led the horse in, and entered the unknown distant Shijie.

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When he reappeared, he had already come to the source of a great river, the source of the Yellow River.

Now he is just an ordinary person, and his cultivation is really gone. The realms in the body also dispersed, and the creatures in those realms began to turn into memories.

It can also be said that the realm has not disappeared, because he believes that in that unknown place, there must be a realm, which is his realm, where there are the creatures he created and his two daughters, who will carry his blessings to the end of their lives.

Why are you tied to your side, those who should be separated will be separated, and you are not the protagonist of the times?

There is no need for sentient beings to revolve around you alone.

There was only one horse by his side, and other than that, everything about him was scattered. I slept for three years, thought a lot, and figured out a lot. His birth was just an accident, he was just a small person, in this case, just live his life happily.

No more cultivation in this life.

Of course, it is inevitable to die and live, to live and die. After all, he no longer falls into reincarnation, the sky is difficult to bury, and the earth is difficult to destroy. Unless, he really wants to die.

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The horse arched his body, a little restless.

Just arrived in a new environment, it's instinctive.

Zhou Sheng didn't know where this was, this was still not the area on the ancient road, but it didn't matter, everything was opened, everything was given up.

Along the source of the small Yellow River, constantly wandering, the river surface is also wider and wider, this river is really a strange thing, the appearance of rivers on the earth does not know whether it is the instinct of the world itself, or there must be this thing.

Either way, the river must exist.

If you are thirsty to drink water, you should use a bowl to scoop out the water of the Yellow River, you can't drink it immediately, you should put it first, and wait for the yellow sand to drop to the bottom of the bowl, and the river water can be drunk after it is thorough.

The water of the Yellow River is turbid because it flows through the Loess Plateau. The Weishenme Loess Plateau is not in the middle but upstream, and that's because I like it!

One Loess Plateau in the upper reaches, one Loess Plateau in the middle reaches, two!

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There are no fat Yellow River carp in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and of course there are no dragons. I like shijie like this because it's a real shijie and it's no longer a myth.

Walking on the Gobi Desert, facing the loess with your back to the sky, feeling the desolation of the Gobi Desert and the loneliness of the ancients, I feel great!

Walking and walking, I finally saw the people, and I could eat hot rice and broth, and I was hungry! (To be continued......)