The people on earth in the 2nd century had many extremely mad and arrogant people. They had lost their basic awe of the world, all things, and the universe.

Many people believe in science and believe that under the guidance of science, human civilization will eventually understand all the truths of this universe and dominate everything in this world until eternity.

However, most of these crazy and superstitious people in science are actually just a little bit of knowledge. They cannot understand or even refuse to accept the fact that many of the top scientists on this earth have believers in their own religious beliefs.

It is really too naive to think that as long as you work hard, as long as you are willing to continue researching and progressing, you can solve all the problems in this world.

The true strong are only those who accept the powerless reality in front of objective existence. They are still willing to work hard and make even a little change they can make.

How big is this universe?

Most people on Earth probably don’t even have a relative concept. One centimeter is larger than one millimeter, and one millimeter is larger than one hundred microns. When the visual ability can be reduced to ten microns, you can see the existence of "cells". When one micron is one micron, you can see the cell nucleus, when one micron is zero point, you can see the chromosome, when one hundred angstroms (angstroms, a smaller unit of measurement), you can see the DNA, and when one nanometer is a nanometer, you can see the atomic structure. When your visual ability can be reduced to one angstroms, you will see an electron cloud.

This electronic cloud is almost exactly the same as the one you see when you look down and watch outside the Earth's "one thousand light years" away. But don't worry, in fact, a thousand light years is not far enough for the universe. Looking down and watch outside the world a billion light years, the entire Milky Way is just an electronic cloud.

Therefore, the old saying that Pangu’s story of creating the world and forming the universe may be the truth from another perspective, but after Pangu’s death, it did not turn into mountains, rivers, sun and moon. In fact, the earth may be just a unit in his body that is not larger than the cells. What are the human beings crazy about being mad at such a big place?

The above data comes from "Looking at the Earth from a billion light years away".

Modern cosmology uses dynamics to study galaxies and concluded that the total mass of galaxies is much larger than the sum of all visible galaxies. In other words, in addition to five percent of the material world that can be contacted, explored, and understood, there are ninety-five percent of the very material world in this universe.

Earth scientists at that time called it "dark matter". What exactly is the dark matter that accounts for more than 95%?

Will there be some incomprehensible living organisms that affect everything in the world we live in through some forms? Are they the true Gods?

In the 2nd century of Earth, the infinite abyss world invaded the lower plane. Zhu Peng's science, which the people on earth were proud of in that era, thought that the power of changing the world was cut to the point of no fight back in front of the stone sword of the abyss demon. If these two people fought, the earth would probably be cut by the abyss so that even his mother would not recognize him.

Fortunately, the wizard world jumped out at the most critical moment and fought for the first time to become the takeover warrior. Wizards are not very good to the earthlings, but they are not too bad. In the process of integrating into the wizard world, Zhu Pengxian wizards also have almost exactly the same pride in their civilization as those on earth back then, and even more proud: they also believe that as long as they work hard, as long as they strive, as long as they study hard, and as long as they learn from the strengths of others, the wizard world can overwhelm the heavens and dominate forever.

Of course, this is also because Zhu Peng could only come into contact with the middle and low-level wizards, the truly top-notch Chenxing, Huiyue, and even the wizard emperor Kasa. At that time, he didn't even have the qualifications to get close. If Zhu Peng had the opportunity to get close at that time, he would have realized that it was the same as the Earth era.

Those who are the most optimistic, confident and confident are always middle-level, middle-level wizards, while Kasa himself is always afraid and anxious about his inability to take the last step. He knows that there are ninth-level civilizations and ninth-level living bodies in this universe, but the powerful world of wizards, Kasa, the unrivalled eternal emperor in the eyes of the world, is just the eighth-level wizard.

The higher you stand, the more you can see, the more you will be afraid. The law of this real world is: if you don’t work hard, you will definitely not be able to succeed, but even if you work hard and try your best, you will not necessarily succeed.

Just like the wizard world, civilization is strong, and the wizards' evolution method is wonderful. They also enjoy this wonderful and powerful during the period when their civilization dominates. However, when the world of cultivation emerged, countless wizards who had worked hard to study died tragically under the flying sword. In the evil formation, the universe and the heavens were too big and vast. Therefore, there is such a civilization that has forced the wizard world to be an evolutionary rank.

When Zhu Peng successfully refined half of the blood heart of the Blood God Lord Mo Wuyu, in the world of mind, he found that the whole world in front of him was different.

Infinite, endless nets, lines, and dots covered in this world. Through Mo Wuyu's knowledge and memory, he gradually realized that the cultivation civilization called these: "Heaven and Earth Qi Machine".

He is a cultivator who practices both sex and life. After practicing a martial art, his cultivation level can only be experienced or even observed. This is a power that is difficult to find from the soul and from the perspective of wizard civilization.

Even the techniques of practicing are different, each person's mind and understanding are different, and the heaven and earth energy that can be observed and affected is also different. Before Zhu Peng could adapt to his new power more clearly and ease, Mo Wuyu's body suddenly rotated high, and his blood-red monk robe turned his whole body into a vague blood shadow, and then swelled:

Wow, the sea of ​​blood was surging for a moment, and in an instant, it swept through half a piece of the sky, facing the white bone skeletons flying and roaring from all directions. Their spirit was extremely violent and weird.

From Zhu Peng's perspective at this moment, it was a bloody wave of entanglement, roaring, and wailing that was coming to the shore.

(So…what is my power?)

At this moment, Zhu Peng had completely turned into abyss. He held the deep red sword, covered with golden red exoskeleton armor like Zerg's carapace, and his sharp left palm stretched in front of him. The blood fire burned, and the next moment, the blood flame was stained with a golden red!

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(My brothers and I were born and died, lying on ice and drinking snow, not for the sake of being able to be a high-ranking official or riding a horse. I just wanted the Chinese people on this land to no longer be slaves to foreigners!)

(*********, how can you avoid it because of good fortune and misfortune)

(Sacrificing oneself to the national crisis, and treating death as if it were home.)

(I, Qiu Chuji, came to the world in response to the disaster. Today I came to see Khan and didn't plan to go back alive. I don't have the immortal method of immortality. The old Taoist is 74 years old this year, and I will use several techniques to prolong life. Do you listen?)

(Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don’t wait, the young man’s head was white, and he was so sad.) From Zhu Peng’s blood and qi, the golden skulls that were rushing out until death, echoing the blood in Zhu Peng’s hands. The blood of civilization has never been purely inherited by blood. Zhu Peng has been in the wizard world for hundreds of years...

The awakening of the dragon bloodline is favored and blessed by the endless abyss world. It is said that his blood is already well done. However, as long as the original heart remains unchanged and the mind remains unchanged, the afterglow of Chinese civilization will always exist in people like Li Jingxuan and Zhu Peng, accompanied by the protection of their ancestors and the strong afterglow of blood.

"Kill them, crush them for me!"

"Come on, let's have a try and let's have a good fight!"

Compared with the dark red demon blood covered with storms on all sides, Zhu Peng, who was burning violently with golden red flames, waved his giant sword in his hand and flapped his wings to assault. This is the most essential collision of the understanding of blood and the understanding of the demon.

"You are crazy? We are the Demon Sect. What's wrong with you cultivating a golden flame to destroy demons?" A wave of black and red blood slammed the assault demons in the air. However, the next moment, a golden-red burning sword light suddenly broke through the wave and stabbed out. However, the power of this sword, a large amount of blood waves that originally wrapped in the heavy armored demons burned and swept away in an instant.

Zhu Peng escaped from his blood, held up the heavy sword in his hand. Under the control of the surrounding heaven and earth qi, he instantly slashed to Mo Wuyu very close to him as if he was teleported. A miserable white bone knife suddenly appeared in Mo Wuyu's hand, blocking the sealing frame.

call……

The remaining black and red blood energy in the air from all directions disappeared in this moment. However, the power of this sword had already left no blood within a few miles.

"These heroic souls around me are also demonic ways. They will change their destiny against the heavens, so that their homelands that are poor and weak will be easily invaded, colonized, exploited and plundered. They will change their destiny against the heavens, and lead the arrogant Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry to advance westward to ensure that one side will have a rest and rest. They will change their destiny against the heavens, and know that the sky cannot be two days, but for the backbone of this country, they will resolutely fight northward. Do you think that only dirty, disgusting, and filth are the devil's way?"

"I tell you, because I am stalked in my heart, killing thousands of people without any concern. God blocks me and kills God, and Buddha blocks me and kills Buddha, I am the real demonic way!"

………………………………………

"Drink!"

Boom.

The qi between them was entangled, and accompanied by a loud shout from Zhu Pengling's eyes and eyes, the entangled qi on the giant sword suddenly became ten times stronger.

“Um…”

Under the pressure of this exaggerated sword, the bone scimitar that Mo Wuyuheng was carrying cracked in an instant. The next moment he couldn't bear it and fell into the thick pile of white bones directly below.

Zhu Peng was about to chase after him, but the filthy sea of ​​blood from all directions roared over. Although Zhu Peng interpreted the Blood Demon-turning Heart Method to illustrate his own way and wonder, Mo Wuyu had also comprehended this set of magic skills for hundreds of years. The Angel of Destruction at that time, Mo Wuyu was also a stunning talent. Over the past few hundred years, he made great progress with his cultivation level with his resentment and hatred. This also shows that his understanding of the Blood Demon-turning Heart Method is not wrong.

"What a strong and domineering demon cultivator Zhu Peng who casts supreme sword fire with heroic souls... Unfortunately, the Great Wall is empty and the heroes and dreams of a hundred generations. No matter how you struggle, how can you alone be the general trend of the world? Can you stop it with a sword?" Accompanied by the whisper, Mo Wuyu broke free from the deep bones, and the sequinous sword light evolved, and the white bone lotus flowers danced, interpreting a prosperous and prosperous era.

The white bone lotus feeds on the sea of ​​blood around it, and the blood lines are pulled. Zhu Peng turns from top to bottom into a huge sword light and rushes into it. However, this sea of ​​flowers that blooms more and more beautifully and more colorfully, twists and folds the space, allowing endless illusions to irrigate into Zhu Peng's heart:

Suddenly, Zhu Peng saw the scene after generations of heroic souls passed away: Yue Pengcun poisoned Fengbo Pavilion, Qiu Chuji was later called the Golden Dog Old Thieves, and the Great Wall was empty for thousands of miles. When the Emperor of the Taizu of Manchu Nurhaci was in the rise of the dragon outside the pass, a great wall made of earth, wood and stone could not protect the Han people from being slaves. This work lasted for three hundred years.

Time flies, when a new country is established under the bloody sacrifice of countless heroes, its economy prospers and its national strength improves. However, many girls pay foreign boyfriends for temporary vanity, either to go abroad, or just to have a bright face in front of relatives and friends.

More than a hundred years ago, women on this land suffered insults in violence and inability to resist, but now they are spending money to lick them.

"Woo... Brother, you said we followed the Chairman and the Prime Minister, and we worked hard to conquer this country. We finally overthrew the oppression and overthrew the bureaucrats and landlords who exploited the people. Unexpectedly, my own descendants have become bureaucrats and landlords, riding on the people and acting as a blessing, and being extremely corrupt, even better than those people..."

"Brother, you say, if this continues, how can I face those sacrificed comrades after I die? Woo... Woo... Woo..." In the lonely martyr's cemetery, the white old soldier stood in front of a tombstone and spoke, his voice choked.

He said: "What kind of face do I have to meet the Chairman and the Prime Minister!" At this moment, the old man who had never taken a step back while lying on ice and snow and fighting in blood, cried like a homeless child in tears.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my horizon."

"Let me keep you with my heart."

"Singing the most dazzling national style."

"Let love sweep away all the dust."

The Martyrs Cemetery is very lonely, but it is not lonely at all. Loneliness is that there is only one fish in a small pool, and loneliness is that there is nothing in the pool. Loneliness is where many people are, but no one is around you. Loneliness is when many people are with you, and can only be silent.

Looking at the people dancing in the cemetery, the old soldiers did not go to stop them. If the comrades saw that the people were so rich and happy, it might be a relief. The old man sat aside and waited. After the square dancers left with all their fun, under the night, the street lights shone, the old man picked up the garbage left in the corner alone.

From time to time, people would take photos of him because of his military uniform, then videos and circles of friends to criticize the injustice of this country and society. There is no welfare guarantee for such an elderly veteran... For such a world, let's destroy it.

When the old man fell in the cold wind due to cerebral hemorrhage, there were still people around him taking photos, circle of friends, criticizing social injustice and indifference in people's hearts... Such a world is indeed ruined.

In the endless illusion world created by the White Bone Blood Lotus, the burning giant sword in Zhu Peng's hand cut these worlds one by one. However, the more he killed it, the more unstable Zhu Peng's will will become, the more embarrassing it will be. If all of this is just a magical illusion, that would be fine. He could instantly distinguish right from wrong and understand everything.

However, the scenes created by the endless white bones and blood lotus flying all over the sky are all real reflections. Zhu Peng himself is very clear, that is the scenes that will arise in the real world.

Because of the truth, it is difficult to load and cannot bear. The lower it goes, the closer it is to Mo Wuyu's approach, the more slowly the giant sword in Zhu Peng's hand is, and the blazing golden and red sword fire is gradually replaced by dirty pus and blood. Zhu Peng could almost hear the sound of his chest disintegrating as the central spirit... Just as the other party explained, it may be better to destroy everything.

"Have you finally realized it? Don't worry, I'll send you back to eternal destruction." He bounced through the White Bone Blood Lotus and pierced Zhu Peng's heart with one knife. Even if it was a high-level living body, it would be fatal to be penetrated by a powerful man of the same level, because his energy consumption of you will be extremely astonishing.

With a touch of sword rainbow, Zhu Peng, who had already penetrated a lot of pus and blood from the inside to the outside, was smashed into the sea of ​​bones.

The next moment, the blood-robed monk Mo Wuyu landed directly on the ground, inserted his scimitar into the sea of ​​bones, and followed his will, the blood sea was poured into the earth of bones, giving them life and hatred, and the whole world began to wriggle.

(Then, I will completely digest him. This kid's mind is even much stronger than that of ordinary Chenxing wizards. If I swallow him and digest him, my body can also get huge help.)

At the same time, among the bones that were penetrated by the black and red abscessed blood, the giant sword held by Zhu Peng's right hand had turned completely golden at this moment, and there was only a crimson sword mark at the center of the sword spine, which also represented Zhu Peng's final control over the blood.

However, at this moment, Zhu Peng's immortal heart had collapsed. His bone armor was retreating and his skin was as pale as paper. If it weren't for the halo spreading from the golden sword, he would have been eaten up by the endless white bones around him.

Dreams in Dreams:

In a golden space, Zhu Peng was being pulled by one person and was slapped by another old man repeatedly.

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"Hey, boy, if you don't wake up again, you'll be really done."

"Well...huh, me, where is this?" Zhu Peng was confused when he looked at the old men and old ladies in front of him.

"You summoned us. Now you ask us where we are. How do we know?" One of the old men said, wearing a Taoist robe, with a pale face without any need. Looking at him, he looked at another old man wearing ancient casual clothes beside him. Gradually, Zhu Peng seemed to know who they were.

"Zhu Peng, the descendant of the future, has embarrassed the ancestors and the ancestors. We have let your blood flow in vain." The white bone blood lotus carried by themselves, these ancient heroes who blessed the sword, are also endorsed. They will be very sad to see the descendant of the future life like this!

"Time is very tight, so don't be a childlike manner. Zhu Peng, you are Chunyangzi of this generation. I am one of your elders at least, so let me explain our views on behalf of everyone."

"The descendants will fall, and some will abandon their sects and forget their roots, but we will not regret what we have done because we know this and regret what we have paid for. Flying is the nature of an eagle, swimming is the nature of a fish. When we do what we do, we just follow our nature. If we are burdened by you, we don't have to."

"We will certainly be upset and angry when we see our future generations are unworthy, but that is also our children after all. After all, our ancestors have done what they can do, and we have a clear conscience... For you, we also hope that you will do your best to your nature and have a clear conscience." At the end of Yan, the old Taoist stepped forward and patted Zhu Peng on the shoulder.

At that moment, Zhu Peng felt a warm feeling pouring into his body. When he reacted again, the golden space and the phantoms around him had disappeared. Only a whisper lingered in his ears: "Let go and do it, don't let your ancestors worry about you anymore. Let's take a look, the Han people's blood has not lost."

When Zhu Peng opened his eyes again, he was still in darkness, under the strangulation and coverage of white bones, even with his knowledge and insight, he could not explain the scenes that flashed through his mind just now.

Is it because our ancestors are still protecting our younger generations, or is it because of their own self-salvation?
To be continued...