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Jiang Chen traveled through the prehistoric world, just became the Great Luo Jinxian, and awakened the QQ chat group. Group members: Sanqing, Nuwa, Twelve Ancestral Witches, East Emperor Taiyi, Two Saints of the West... On the first day, someone used my account to steal Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit. The next day, Ancestor Hongyun came to my door with a smile and gave me fruits. On the third day, I started a live broadcast in the group, and the whole city watched to catch the thief. Later, the demon from outside the territory came, and the great catastrophe of becoming a god came. The saints quarreled, the ancestors ate melons, and Zhunti chatted privately every day to attract people to the West. Sanxiao calls me "benefactor", Houtu calls me "brother-in-law", and Hongjun needs my approval before he takes action. Yunxiao asked me to wait for her before she was reincarnated. Until one day, a new member joined the group. A monkey claims to be from the Journey to the West era.

The Buddhist martial sage Li Damo traveled through time and became the administrator of the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. Seeing that the temple was about to go bankrupt, he silently started the live broadcast with an unpretentious title: "Seventy-Two Special Skills of Shaolin, 9 yuan a copy, free shipping by SF Express". The barrage exploded: "Are all the monks out to cheat money these days?" "Nine-nine yuan to buy a martial arts secret book? Isn't it delicious if I buy a pack of spicy strips?" "The special effects are pretty good, brother. How long did it take to edit that shot of the flying tower?" Li Damo didn't argue and started broadcasting on time every day, teaching breathing and stretching, just like teaching the eighth set of radio gymnastics. A programmer who had suffered from insomnia for ten years slept for the first time after practicing for three days. The teacher whose cervical vertebrae were about to become useless, practiced for a week and his neck was no longer stiff. The delivery boy with worn knees practiced for half a month and no longer gasped for breath when climbing stairs. The patient, who has been paralyzed for three years, raised his leg tremblingly in front of the camera in the live broadcast room. The whole Internet was shocked, the medical community was shocked, and the traditional martial arts community couldn't sit still. "It's still ninety-nine yuan, no price increase." "Can't you practice? Then I'll explain it again." Later, a rift in another world opened in Kunlun Mountain, and demons descended. People discovered it when the world fell into despair. The monk who once broadcast live in a dilapidated Sutra Pavilion and sold secret books for nine yuan, I don't know when, but it was already standing in front of the Tianmen. He turned back and smiled: "Don't be afraid." "This time, I'll teach you something real!"

Travel through Hongwu for fifteen years and become Zhu Xiongying, the eldest son of Zhu Biao, carrying with him a fully functional modern city in 2026! Looking at Queen Ma who is about to die of illness, herself who died young, and her fourth uncle who will be cut off from the feudal clan in the future. Zhu Xiongying stopped pretending, and directly showed off his cards to Zhu Yuanzhang at the beginning, handing over to Modern City! [You extracted modern emergency medicine, combined it with a top-notch medical cabin, reversed life and death, and Queen Ma recovered! [You have extracted high-yielding hybrid rice and combined it with the chemical fertilizer industry to achieve a yield of three thousand catties per mu, and there will be no more hunger in the world! [You unlocked the heavy industry arsenal, transformed the Shenji Battalion, created a torrent of steel, and the Beiyuan cavalry sang and danced! [You established a global satellite network, opened the perspective of God, and the empire on which the sun never sets was born! ... Zhu Yuanzhang (crying while watching the TV): How could our Ming Dynasty be so powerful? Hero, you will be the emperor! Zhu Di (looking at Tank shivering): My eldest nephew, want to cut down the feudal vassal? Doesn't exist! I am willing to fight in the extreme north forever for the Ming Dynasty! Lan Yu (stroking the heavy machine gun): What Beiyuan cavalry? In front of His Majesty's truth, we are all like ants!