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Holding a pen in your hand, you can write thousands of beautiful articles, draw pictures of the prosperity of mountains, rivers, and events in the world. You can also go up to attack the ignorant king and the rebellious ministers, write down the nine springs, hang a sword on your waist, kill demons and monsters, and wipe out all the injustice in the world. My name is Lu Liangsheng, and I am the Imperial Master of the Sui Dynasty-------------- Group: 371508141

Su Chen traveled through time and became the youngest son of a marquis in the Yan Kingdom. With the enshrined tablets of Chinese emperors, he attracted the help of those once all-powerful emperors and their fierce generals. "I started with a broken bowl. Compared with me, you are like standing in the clouds!" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the unsatisfactory Su Chen and shook his head. Liu Bang stared at the chair under Su Chen's butt without blinking. "Let Ji have another good time. This Red Sky Sword is given to you. Han Xin and Fan Kuai will lend it to you!" "Is there any elixir of longevity in this world?" Ying Zheng looked at the huge Kantu map, his eyes gradually brightened: "In this world, with so many countries, when will the cars track the same track and the books share the same text?" He waved his hand: "Unification!"

Chen Shu always thought that he was an ordinary psychopath, with multiple personalities at best. But later on, he began to feel that something was wrong. How could these personalities all look like villains in movies, TV animations and games. The evil god Huoyun who likes to pursue the ultimate in martial arts; the ascetic monk who turned the world upside down when fighting two snakes; the demonized Lu Bu who came from the sky; the Erlang God who descended from the black myth. There are also Wings of Destruction that are ready to destroy the world at every turn. And the filial son...

Waking up was not a good thing for Chen Yuan. A hut on a solitary mountain, with a gloomy oil lamp and a water tank that moves at night. In the windy and barren mountains, you can still see man-eating ghosts, deceptive evil foxes, desolate temples and Buddha statues cutting their internal organs, and there are also picturesque mountains and clouds, misty waterside pavilions, and immortals at ease. This year, Chen Yuan pulled an ox cart and performed wood carving dramas, including Guan Yunchang, fighting demons for thousands of miles, Zhong Kui eating ghosts, impermanence demanding life, Xiang Bawang, the water god of Wujiang River, and the natural stone monkey causing trouble in the heavenly palace, and Zhenjun Erlang from Guanjiangkou saving his mother... Telling different stories to the people of this world. The road is long, I have set up temples to sit and eat incense, and all those who worship me have their requests answered. ----Group: 371508141

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the buildings were about to collapse, the localities were divided, and the once prosperous flames of war continued. That year, the Cao army marched across the south of the Yangtze River and then headed north. That year, the Khitan consolidated its power and dominated the north, eyeing the south. That year, in the county town called Feihu, Geng Qing was sitting on the street selling baskets, looking at the emperor who was like a carp crossing the river, you just finished singing and I came on stage. In that year, he walked step by step from a barren mountain village to the court. He killed and deposed emperors, let Zhao Kuangyin lead a horse, and whipped Shi Jingtang to death with a whip... "In troubled times in life, one must be as cunning as a fox and dominate the court. The only way to survive is to cover the sky with one hand." This is a story of ascending the lotus step by step and walking to the court. PS: Group number: 371508141

Do you know the Northern Song Dynasty? It was the Song Dynasty when the east wind blew thousands of trees and flowers into bloom at night. Then do you know Song Huizong? He is the emperor who engages in art. Then you must also know the heroes of Liangshan who ate meat and drank freely, and you must also know that they robbed the rich and gave to the poor, roaring in the mountains and wild waters. But only I know that they are the reincarnations of the 108 demons. What they feast on is the flesh of the people, and what they drink happily is the blood of the people. You must also know about the traitors such as Cai Jing and Tong Guan, and you also know that Bianliang later became a purgatory on earth. You know better that the Liao Dynasty in the north is falling apart, and you also know that the Jurchen tribe has raised its butcher knife, but only I know that their shamans danced to summon spirits. Yu Jue turned around and picked up the bloody knife from the ground. If you don't want history to repeat itself, then first smash the world, kill all the unrighteous people in the world, and kill all the unrighteous gods in the world!

In the fifteenth year of Qinglong in the Jin Dynasty, Buddhism and Taoism were banned. The imperial court banged the dragon table and overturned tables. Temples of all sizes in the world were torn down, and the statues of gods were exposed to the scorching sun and smashed to pieces. This year, the river surged and flooded the crop roads. This year, someone picked up a large urn with a human head inside, and said that demons were rampant in the world, and the heavenly gate of Liujiazi was about to open. This year, in the county town of Jiulang, it was the wedding day of the Gu family's master, and the third son, Gu Yanqiao, fled away from home to pursue Taoism and learn art. ... Shh! Cultivation of immortals is prohibited and beware of evil spirits.

People with amnesia in prison walked out of their cages one after another, clashed head-on with machinery, biochemistry, and martial arts, fought their way through the urban jungle, and walked the world like tigers. "My name is Wang Ruhu... People outside also call me Nujia." PS: Group number: 371508141 Chunfeng is not good at writing introductions, so I will give you a look at this different urban martial arts book, which may give you a new feeling. Remember to collect.

No one in this world is useless, it's just that they are in the wrong field. This is a parallel world with a crooked history. Everyone has their own unique talent. It just depends on whether they discover it... A crow landed on Xia Yi's shoulder. My fingertips ran over the treasures placed on the weapon rack: Frostmourne, Blue Dragon Crescent Moon, Double Blades of Chaos, Golden Cudgel... These are my talents. Group number: 371508141 (ordinary group)