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The Beast Knight leads a survival group to obtain duel godhood, and the world is suspended at this moment.

500 million years ago. Cambrian period. God Yin descended on the most ancient wild land and primitive ocean. He is the beginning of everything. He created wisdom and life. He is the creator of all living things. As time goes by, stories turn into epics, epics turn into myths, and eventually myths are buried in the years. Only God is eternal.

In the age of the end of the Dharma, Li Gui has revived, and the world has reached a dead end. A watch passed down from his deceased parents allowed Su Wu to travel into the past and the future. The ancient inheritance that was cut off from the past, the taboos that were passed down orally, and the skills that fell into the dust are reborn. In the secret realm, there is a method of binding the evil spirits with sutras, offerings, and the body of the self; in the Kitchen God Sect, the art of refining oil, weighing rice, and frying the evil spirits... The fire was rekindled, and the chaotic mystery that shrouded the present and the future was slightly outlined by the firelight... - The new book "You Wei" is ready to be slaughtered, click on the author's avatar to get there directly!

Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea. The wild fox meditates on Zen, and the fierce tiger realizes the Tao; he swims in the North Sea in the morning, and walks on Cangwu in the evening. Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country. These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo. Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year. Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream. Huangliang is a dream. ......... Huang Liang's dream awakened and broke through the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice. The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away. A grain of millet in the three realms, a few dust in the mountains and rivers. Walking through the busy city with a sword. No one knows that I am a true immortal.