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Xu Wei was reborn and returned to Taixuan Dao Sect. Back to the place he loved and hated in his previous life. In his previous life, he valued family affection, treated his master with courtesy, responded to all requests from his brothers and sisters, and worked hard to maintain harmony among his brothers and sisters. But what he got in exchange was that he pushed even further, fell out ruthlessly, and was squeezed harder every time. Especially when there was something wrong with his practice and he was framed, these people added insult to injury, confused right and wrong, and persecuted him together with the people who framed him, so that he would never rest in peace. But fortunately, he was reborn and returned to the starting point of everything, especially since the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Skill obtained in his previous life was still there. As a result, Xu Wei immediately chose to take back the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art and disassociate himself from those people. Fly far away! Swallow the origin of all kings, give birth to a demon fetus, practice the Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Art, and practice the Nine Secrets! Reach the highest heights and conquer the forbidden areas! Invincible. Just when he was about to attain enlightenment and become emperor. The former master appeared again. "My good disciple, please come back. Master, I was wrong." "Forgive me, senior sister. I shouldn't have trusted him, please come back."... Xu Pei: "I think you can lend me your origins!"

The crab demon is in Daqian. He is only eight years old. He has just become the eldest grandson of the emperor. The system of the king of the country has come twenty years earlier! [At the age of seventeen, you put your father on the throne. At the age of nineteen, you poisoned your own father. At the age of thirty-five, the government is corrupt and social contradictions exist. Your beloved general rebels and the imperial army is defeated. You are about to become the king of the country! Da Qian, at the canonization ceremony, Liu Shao, who was only eight years old and had just become the emperor's eldest grandson, looked at the prompts in front of him, and then glanced at the smiling grandpa Huang who was holding the crown in his hand. And his parents standing not far away were looking at him expectantly. Liu Shao couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Hmm~~This system seems to have come too early. Am I going to poison my own imperial grandfather? And he poisoned his own imperial grandfather? How is this possible? But as the system prompts one task after another, he seems to understand...

[High martial arts + group portraits + feelings of family and country + online IQ + cool writing + the rise of little people + [step by step, taking off in the middle and later stages, don't like to enter by mistake] Travel to a world of high martial arts where everyone practices martial arts and ferocious beasts are rampant. Lu Hao became a kid from a rich family. Because his previous talent was too poor and he was uneducated, he couldn't even pass the martial arts preliminaries. I thought this would be it for the rest of my life. Just wait until you die. But he unexpectedly awakened the most powerful military god system, which bound Lu Hao to join the army without hesitation as long as he joined the army. No matter how his father tried to persuade him to stay, it wouldn't work. Swing the sword ten thousand times and you will be rewarded with Polu Dragon Slaying Knife. Kill 10,000 ferocious beasts and reward the innate Taoist body. Crush hundreds of millions of geniuses, reward the Supreme Bone, and strengthen the pupils. To pacify the restricted area, reward the natural path. ... So a few years later, when the alien race broke through the dimensional wall and completely invaded. A human warrior god wearing a hand-held Polu Dragon Slaying Dao, wearing the Human Emperor's battle suit, and stepping on the sun, moon and stars has already stood outside the country's gate. Where I stand is a restricted area!

Zhao Ding once traveled to Daqian and became the King of Yan guarding the border in Daqian. He has no ambitions and does not want to dominate the world or be an emperor. He is afraid of dying too quickly. He just wants to be a free and easy emperor in his fief. If you have nothing to do, take a walk with the dog, raise flowers, tease the maid, and pick up some volleys of crossbows and magical cannons to protect yourself. While writing to the imperial court and the imperial court crying about poverty, he was building a fiefdom. Ever since, eight years later. Outside the Daqian border, towers rose from the ground, and divine machine cannons stood at the top of the city. Thirty-meter-high concrete city walls and a super-long wartime thoroughfare with eight carriages lined up side by side. There are countless dense networks running rampant underneath. Seeing that the fiefdom was impregnable. Zhao Ding finally stopped with satisfaction. At this moment, the emperor came. Emperor: Good fellow, I asked you to guard the border, but you built a war fortress for me? And you are crying about being poor, but what is going on with the money in the warehouse that is more than the national treasury?