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King Chen Mo traveled through the world of immortality, but became a second-generation useless immortal with no spiritual roots. Seeing that he was about to starve to death on the streets, he looked at the primitive business model of the indigenous people and fell into deep thought. Can talismans be sold only one by one? So inefficient! Watch me "Optimize Runes" to achieve standardized assembly line production! Is the flying sword too expensive to afford? What a waste! Watch me "Didi fight" and create a new era of shared travel! Don't you dare to try the elixir effect? Too backward! Take a look at my "Elixir Experience Pack" to lower the decision-making threshold! From then on, the talisman painter in the world of immortality became a worker in his factory, and the alchemist failed to pass his certification test. The "All Things Chamber of Commerce" was born, with membership system, spiritual stone treasures, fairy headlines... Modern business thinking has reduced the dimensionality of the traditional world of immortality. When the ancestor of the Holy Land came with the power of destroying the world and asked him why he disturbed Tiangang, Chen Momo showed his share certificate and said with an innocent face: "I'm sorry, the largest shareholder of the sect you retreated is now me." "Also, would you consider getting a membership card? Next time the heavenly tribulation comes, you can get a 20% discount."

Late at night in the Palace Museum, the moonlight cut through the rhombus window panes into cold white fragments, falling on the workbench of the restoration room. Zhou Yan's fingertips are stained with mineral pigments, and he is carefully completing the incomplete ink lines of the ancient Ming Dynasty painting "Mountains, Rivers, and Countryside". "The pigment concentration is wrong..." He muttered to himself, and when he reached for the inkstone, he accidentally knocked down a black writing brush hidden in the interlayer of the scroll. The moment the pen barrel touched the ground, a faint light like bronze rust suddenly appeared. The moment he picked up the pen, visions flooded into his mind-- Metal giants were suspended in the sky above the battlefield of golden armies and iron horses. Neon light and shadow flashed through Chang'an Street in the Tang Dynasty. History was like a torn silk painting, with ink-black "blood" seeping out from the fragments... "Buzz--" The alarm suddenly sounded! The original "Mountains and Rivers of the State" in the showcase began to fade rapidly, and the ink-colored rivers in the painting flowed upstream!

There is a spiritual world in this world, which is where monsters, monsters and monsters live. There are also monks who gather the spiritual energy of all things for their own cultivation. Xia Wuxing didn't know this at first - until one day, when he was planning to go to the countryside to support teaching, he accidentally entered Arakawa Village in the spiritual world and became a "double-qualified" teacher. In addition to teaching in the human world, he also became a part-time teacher in Arakawa Village in the spiritual world. Oh my god, my three views are shattered to pieces! "Five Elements, we have known each other for many years, and we are the ones who arranged your daughter-in-law. You have to go to our spiritual world!" - There are many big demons on the left. "Five Elements, you are still a human monk after all. The important task of rebuilding the era of cultivation belongs to you. You have to support us humans!" - The human monk is on the right. "I just want to be a rural support teacher who can endure hardships, fight, and contribute. How come I have become a talkative person in both the spiritual world and the human world?" Xia Wuxing put his hand on his forehead: "Unfortunately!"

Dreaming back to Zhenguan, I can see at a glance for thousands of years, the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties were so proud, but after all, they could not escape the collapse of the country. The iron hooves of foreigners trampled Chang'an to pieces, and China was devastated. The carved railings and jade inlays are still there, but the beauty has changed. This lingering hatred, when will it be possible? I wish I could crush Ling Xiao and turn the world upside down. Forget it, just teach me to return to Chang'an, use human pens, calligraphy and painting in three thousand volumes, and be the continuation of the prosperous Tang Dynasty! My Tang Dynasty has no regrets.