Hundred States Feng Hua Lu

"What? Confucianism's 30,000 heavenly gods have all been lost, Taoism's 100,000 square gods have all disappeared, shamanism's countless spiritual shamans have emerged, Buddhism's countless Rakshasa's have died, and the Ming King has passed away?!" The members of various schools in the academy exclaimed that the four sects had suffered heavy losses this time. "Historians are really like this." The students of Shijia Academy felt deeply lucky and felt proud when they looked at the tall house number in front of them. "It took several years to create something from nothing. The name of White Saint is so terrifying." Some people couldn't help but gasp. In the distance, Bai Qi, who had just performed the funeral of the gods of the old era, looked at these decayed residues with satisfaction, then looked into the distance and said proudly: "We record in writing so that future generations can understand us today; we explore the affairs of our ancestors in order to pass on their will. History is the backbone of the people! And I, the historian, are the ones who straighten this backbone, the ones who pass on the will of the sages, the ones who exhaust all the states in the universe! Although Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and witchcraft can suppress us in one lifetime, they cannot suppress us in all generations. Today, the road ahead is brilliant! " This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.