The siege and suppression that originated from Jiuquan and Ten Domains is over. Those with high positions have their walls knocked down by everyone, and those with power who have lost power have fallen down their trees and the hozens have scattered.
Song Weizhao died in a tragic manner. His bones were trampled on and mixed with the blood and mud of the ten realms.
A generation of evil kings whose bodies are destroyed. When the soul flew away and the spirit dispersed, the golden light filled the sky and illuminated everyone, as if a god was coming.
Some people greedily absorb the luck from heaven, while others abandon their armor and flee in panic.
The long-planned battle finally ended as everyone wanted.
There is laughter in the world, but there is only one person, dressed in white, lying in the blood, and he has been lying there for a hundred years.
A hundred years later, Song Zhi in the real world was in a car accident, took a script and entered the world of cultivation, becoming a fool who could be bullied.
System: Just pretend to be stupid and we can accomplish great things.
Song Zhi: Got it, understood.
So he smiled and pretended to be stupid, cowardly to save his life, and tried hard to use his acting skills.
I thought I could just survive, but I found something was wrong——
The system seemed to be hiding something from him, and he would always have an extra memory inexplicably.
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The truth from a hundred years ago is approaching, and the conspiracy behind it is gradually coming to light.
Intention: It's a bad performance