Fake, after all, fake.

Zhou Sheng thought that he had understood the truth and falsehood, and wanted to make his wife and daughter go from illusion to reality. But at this moment, he realized how stupid and arrogant he was.

How can the true and false meanings be so easily understood?

Without Shijie in the dream, his wife and daughter can't survive.

The feeling of heartache, which he had felt many years ago when his mother died, was now tasting it again.

"No, I'm going to reverse reincarnation, and even if you're gone, I'm going to find you again......"

He was lying in the desert, staring blankly at the blue sky and white clouds. The sense of powerlessness is still not enough liliang, if he can have Sikang's liliang, understand the mystery of life and death, and be resurrected with the thought of others, then it is only easy to let the illusory person go to the truth.

The black broken sword that he had always carried with him had also disappeared, and he went to find his true master through the endless starry sky. Si recovered and lived, and the black sword also left Zhou Sheng.

He got up, he had the whole shijie, but he felt helpless.

“liliang~~”

"I want to reach the top, I want the resurrection of my dead relatives, I want everything I have to be by my side forever......"

His thirst for Liliang overshadowed everything at this moment.

The entire shijie is his body, he appeared at the bottom of the South China Sea with a thought, entered the deep well passage, and the seals arranged by several peak saints were annihilated together, he wanted to enter the plane, and he wanted to obtain a more powerful liliang.

Behind the passage at the bottom of the well was a twisted wormhole, and he stepped into the wormhole to the other side, only to find that it had long been closed.

A dark purple diaphragm envelops the plane. Isolate all foreign substances. It turned out that there was a small hole here. The wriggling dimensional light curtains are now patched up intact. Can't get in anymore. He punched it, the fly shook the uncle, the plane light curtain was indifferent, but his body was blasted into a ball of meat sauce.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Sheng regained his senses, madness is useless, only rational thinking can make him continue to have a more powerful liliang.

"It's closed, what year is it?"

Thoughts come to earth. Time has been more than ten years since the great destruction of that year, and he has been sleeping for ten years.

......

......

Emperor Ming woke up and took over the government again, this emperor looked at the sky every day, and no one knew what was afraid in his heart, the sky ...... It's changed......

The Great Qian Dynasty will no longer be loved by God, the expected flood and rainstorm did not happen, and the fertile land is still a fertile field, and it has not become a swamp. It seems that God is in no mood to pay attention to him......

The leader sealed himself and gasped. It is a day to be able to drag it out, and I look forward to being able to break through the cultivation.

Zhou Sheng walked unconsciously, and the familiar Bianliang City in Kyoto, which could no longer be familiar, the old people of the year had become middle-aged uncles. Wenting Street, the small study, Chu Xuan has become more vicissitudes, and the melancholy middle-aged uncle has attracted many young women to buy calligraphy for the study......

The middle-aged uncle in the distance who was teaching his son a lesson asked Ye Feng to come, it's been a long time. The lesson of the gentleman back then was just a teenager and his son who knew how to find flowers and ask willows, no matter how he thought about it, it was funny.

"You little rabbit cub, dare to enter the Qinglou at such a young age, be careful that your little body is broken, don't go again in the future, lead your dogs to bully and bully children, what an interesting thing, what does it mean to lie on a woman all day long......"

"Huh"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and smiled, looking at King Jing's Mansion. King Jing has been killed by the angry Junshan Society in the battle of that year, and his only bloodline Chen County Lord inherited this mansion, and Chen County Lord was also named the eldest princess, and the Jing Wang's Mansion without King Jing is still flourishing.

In the south, a lonely tomb, the emperor surnamed Liu, who stimulated his life potential and exchanged time for liliang, passed away a few years ago, and the people of the previous dynasty were still making plans to overthrow the great cadres.

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......

The icy snowfield, a white field, is chased by packs of snow wolves.

It was the Snow Wolf King, its fur was so white and silky, like a virgin's skin, strong limbs, galloping and powerful hooves and claws, it was the king of the ice field. Now it's the mount of a certain dog demon.

Ah Da, the big yellow dog, became the demon king as he wished, grazing a huge piece of the northern frontier, and commanding a snow wolf cub.

Although there is a hot word in the extreme north, there is no doubt that it is a land of ice and snow. The hot river is frozen, and the perennial ice covers the surface of the river more than ten meters thick, and the fertile fish in it are also stable, and no life can threaten them through the ice layer of more than ten meters.

On this day, the river melted, the geothermal heat in the depths of the earth's crust gathered here, and the vicinity of the river began to melt, and the snow disappeared one after another, and the flowers bloomed. The cold winds are kept out, and the ocean currents bypass it. The old and weak women and children, who were about to endure it, wept with joy.

The crippled northern tribes have become God's beloved tribes......

The emperor of the northern tribe, the patriarch of the Yanchi family, the old man rejuvenated, and he knelt down beside the Rehe River to thank the heavens for the favor they had bestowed. This old man is also Zhou Sheng's grandfather......

Times are changing, and the bloody era belonging to Zhou Sheng has ended.

The young man who has little to do is finally polished by the world into a middle-aged man who is truly wise and vicissitudes, middle-aged, calm, and stable like a mountain. No impulses, no madness......

"Is my blood already cold?"

He looked at the stars and muttered.

"No, everything has just begun, my wife, my daughter, my mother will all be resurrected in the future, and for this, I will fight for all beings, without regret or complaint......"

"My journey is in the distant sea of stars......"

After a short period of tranquility, Zhou Sheng will enter the starry sky and truly enter the era that belongs to him across the starry sky.

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Qingzhou, Fenghuang County, Woniu Village.

He was a boy with pure eyes, a body as strong as an ox, a tiger's back, and arms thicker than the thighs of others. At the age of ten this year, he is already 1.5 meters tall, a head taller than his peers. With a weight of more than 150 pounds, he is still like a big chimpanzee among his friends, in one word, he stands out from the crowd, and a big ostrich comes out of a flock of chickens......

"Da Han, you were beaten by the master again today, you fool, when will your head be opened?"

The boy showed a silly smile and scratched his head, "It doesn't hurt, the master doesn't hurt when he beats, I have thick skin." Ercong, don't tell A-Niang when you go home, lest she worry about ......"

"Understood!"

Ercong is a delicate porcelain doll, the kind that everyone loves. He was wearing a pony coat and his hands were in his trouser pockets. The two of them walked one after the other, and suddenly a mad cow burst out in front of them, scarlet-eyed.

"Run, run......"

The owner of the cow saw that the mad cow was about to hit the man, and he yelled in fright.

Er Cong patted the huge mass behind him, and said lightly: "Da Han, it's time for you to behave, go on, beat that cow to death for me, I look upset......"

Dahan rolled up his sleeves, rushed out, grabbed the horns of the cow and lifted it up, and then fell to the ground with a bang, holding the bull's head with one hand, and shattering the skull with his fist with the other, the mad cow died after a few convulsions.

The owner of the cow who shouted was stunned, and then cried and wiped his tears.

"My cow, you fool, you pay for my cow", I wanted to beat him with a broom, but when I saw the tall body, the dead cow foaming on the ground, the owner of the cow retreated slightly, and snorted coldly: "You little rabbit cub, I'll go to your wife, you just wait to be beaten, if you don't pay me for the cow, I'll report to the official, and let the official catch you fool......"

Da Han smiled slightly, "Er Cong, he got into trouble and killed Uncle Gen's cow, and he is going to sue again......"

Er Cong patted his belly and comforted: "It's okay, it's not the first time anyway, this is the seventeenth time you have killed someone's cow, and we have eaten beef again in the past few days." When you get home, you say that you killed you by mistake, don't involve me. You resist the beating, and it doesn't hurt anyway......"

"Okay, let's carry the cow home and let the uncle give us a beef stew ......."

Zhou Sheng looked at the backs of the two, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Zhou Dahan, Tuesday Satoshi, what a weird name. That big one really doesn't look like me, so big, and he is born with divine power, he can kill a cow in a few punches, but he is shrewd enough. On the contrary, the little one looks like me, but he has no talent, only a little cleverness, and these two names should be changed......"

...... (To be continued......)