"Devil, what do you want?"
A cultivator in the tribulation stage stood up, full of righteousness.
"Noisy!"
Fang Yuan glanced at it and flicked his fingers.
Bah!
Under the horrified gazes of many ancestors in the Tribulation Period, this person's cultivation level quickly regressed. He fell from Tribulation Tribulation to Heshen, then to Transformation God, Fenshen, Nascent Soul... Finally, he even had half a point of cultivation. No, he became an ordinary person.
"you… "
Immortal cultivators break through the realm and have the power to extend their longevity.
But he regressed so much in one fell swoop that the former middle-aged cultivator suddenly turned into an old man with gray hair, chicken skin all over his body, and deep wrinkles.
He stretched out his chicken claw-like fingers, and before he could say anything, he suddenly fell down, his breath was cut off, and he died of old age!
"What? Who else among you has an opinion?"
Fang Yuan's eyes squinted, and many ancestors in the Tribulation Stage suddenly fell silent.
As old monsters who have lived for who knows how long, they still understand very well that people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves. They all bowed down and said, "Senior, what are your orders?"
"senior?"
Fang Yuan chuckled and said silently in his mind: "It has changed so quickly. Could it be that I am also such a villain in my subconscious?"
"That's it!"
He waved his hand: "From today on, the things in the mortal world will return to the mortal world, and the things in the immortal world will return to the immortal world. This is for... the ultimate connection between heaven and earth!"
At this time, Fang Yuanyan followed the rules and every move he made was based on the golden rule.
As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth shook, as if something strange had happened.
"The fairy world... has been stripped away!"
Some of the ancestors of the Tribulation Tribulation closed their eyes to sense the situation, some took out jade talismans, and they were all dumbfounded.
Facing this power that could change the world with just one word, they really had no intention of resisting at all.
"From today on, I will be the Heavenly Lord of the Qianyuan world, leading the group of cultivators. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
Fang Yuan's voice was indifferent. He saw the immortals bowing their heads, but there was no wave in his heart.
To achieve this step is to almost control the entire Qianyuan world.
But even if he is the master of the world, so what? After all, it is a big dream, and it cannot even be called complete control of the world.
"Real control of the world is for perfect authority. There is still a long way to go before I can do that!"
Just like the emperor in the world, he seems to control a country, but in terms of real world authority, he may not even have one ten thousandth!
At the very least, the emperor's will cannot influence the will of heaven, nor can he control floods and droughts and famine.
Fang Yuan's level at this time was obviously much higher than that of the human emperor. He was at least a heavenly emperor, but there was still a certain distance between him and his complete mastery.
"What should we do after we achieve the ultimate mastery of heaven and earth?"
He was thinking, his figure flickered, and he suddenly disappeared in front of many old monsters who were crossing the tribulation with teleportation powers, leaving behind their confused looks.
…
Time is like water, years are like a shuttle.
Unknowingly, hundreds of years passed.
After gaining access to heaven and earth, the Immortal Gate was closed, and even though the old monster in the Tribulation Period survived nine thunder tribulations, he was still unable to ascend.
At the beginning, the entire world of cultivation was wailing. For this reason, the Taoist heart was broken, and countless cultivators fell into the devil's way.
But a hundred years later, with the joint killing of several famous big demons and the rise of a new generation of cultivators, the whole world gradually calmed down.
Many old monsters in the Tribulation Period tried to sneak across several times but failed one after another. They finally gave up and began to study the secret method of extending life.
And more and more new cultivators have begun to think that there are no immortals in this world, and the ancestors in the tribulation period are the strongest existences.
A cultivation civilization that was free from outside interference and seemed very closed began to develop silently.
Although Fang Yuan had promised to be a Heavenly Lord in front of the ancestors of the Tribulation Period, in fact, since that day, he had lived in seclusion in an extremely low-key manner, and his deeds about annihilating the real demon in the world and possessing the power to master heaven and earth gradually turned into legend.
"Well... At this time, my body should be 99% similar to the real world. At least from the inside, there is no difference at all... "
In a deep mountain and old forest, Fang Yuan looked at his dantian, looking quite satisfied.
In this dream world, all the treasures, celestial beings and magical weapons are all false, and the skills and so on are just things to deceive children.
The only thing that can be useful is the special environment itself, which can be used to deduce martial arts.
At least, during these hundreds of years, Fang Yuan had mastered the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt thoroughly, and had also become familiar with the Gui Ling Heart Technique and the Xuanyin Heart Technique. I am afraid that even Shi Yutong and the Five Ghost Sect Masters were inferior in comparison. Less than that.
Once you go out to the outside world, you will definitely become a master-level figure in martial arts.
"But even if it's 90% the same, even if it's 90% the same, there is one last difference, but the results are still completely different!"
Fang Yuan sighed silently.
Combining the two high-level mental methods, he already had several general ideas about the martial arts method of Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt, and he had successfully "breakthrough" several times in his dreams.
But whether it can be successful in the real world, I'm afraid we have to slowly experiment and explore. Just imagining it in a dream will not work.
"This... must be an experimental product..."
A cold look appeared on Fang Yuan's face, and he suddenly raised his head: "Huh? This is..."
At this time, his authority in this world was extremely high. Wherever he looked, he immediately penetrated the void and infinite space and came to an immortal cultivator's cave.
"Haha... I succeeded! I succeeded!"
A middle-aged golden elixir cultivator with messy hair, like a chicken coop, looked at the clumsy, ugly, rough, but constantly rotating machine in front of him, with a fire-like color in his eyes: "This spiritual wheel machine is completely out of touch with the cultivator. , powered by black oil, even though it can be used by mortals, it can develop spiritual power... The ambition of my lineage, started by the ancestor, is finally coming true!"
No matter how many cultivators there are in the Qianyuan world, they cannot compare to the number of mortals.
In any world, extraordinary people must be a handful of people at the top, otherwise the resource supply will simply not be enough.
But now, with the emergence of the spiritual wheel machine, a quiet change seems to be taking place in the entire world.
"Huh? After my mastery of heaven and earth, the fruit has finally fermented. Has the world transformed?"
Fang Yuan's eyes lit up.
Even if he became the first person to cultivate immortality, he could not completely control the world, so he had several bold ideas.
For example, controlling the entire world and entering another orbit.
After all, you are the master of the entire world! Even if the world is destroyed, how many people can say anything
He did it as soon as he thought of it, so Fang Yuan unceremoniously launched the Jue Tian Di Tong. Now, he finally saw the prelude to the Age of Ending Law.
"The curtain has opened..."
He sighed and slowly moved his hands across the world. A sudden change occurred between heaven and earth. An extremely subtle but very firm change was immediately formed.
…
"Aura! The aura is slowly decreasing!"
"In the past hundred years, the number of cultivators has been decreasing, and even young children with outstanding spiritual bones are hard to find..."
"Alas, in my Guinan cultivation world, there are already eighteen small sects that have collapsed because they can't find successors. How can it be so tragic..."
"I heard that a kind of spiritual wheel machine has emerged among mortals. It can completely replace monks, emit spiritual power, and activate talismans and magic weapons. It is still being improved... The materials used are also extremely simple... Could this be the general trend?"
Even though cultivators are extremely stubborn, there are also some wizards and trendsetters who have opened their eyes to the world, accurately grasped the pulse of the entire world, and began to secretly transform.
Opposite of them, there are many high-level cultivators who, amid the fear of making no progress in their cultivation and even slowly regressing, are frantically searching for the world-destroying true demon all over the world.
Based on their intuition, they guessed that the decline in spiritual energy this time was closely related to the world-destroying true demon who had extraordinary powers.
Of course, at this time, Fang Yuan was too lazy to meet them.
…
The wheels of history move forward mightily, crushing everything.
The decline of spiritual energy finally slowed down and remained at a relatively stable level after many high-level cultivators passed away.
However, with the concentration of the world at this time, the seedlings that can draw Qi into the body and start cultivating have become more and more rare. Even the golden elixir and Nascent Soul cultivators are all amazing powers. They can transform into gods and overcome tribulations. Became a legend.
The only good news is that while the longevity of immortal cultivators is greatly reduced, the power of the heavenly tribulation is also slowly becoming smaller. It can be said that every drink and every peck is determined by fate.
Under this background, mortals, using the spiritual wheel machine, began to gain power that was not inferior to those of cultivators, and began to make their own demands.
For cultivators who are used to being aloof, how can they bear this? A brutal battle is about to break out.
The result was obvious. A small group of cultivators were immediately overwhelmed by the mountains and seas of mortal spiritual armies. From then on, the remaining ones retreated into the deep mountains and forests, ushering in a new era in which mortals were kings.
Brand-new countries were gradually born on the four continents, and the thinking and productivity liberated thereby pushed the entire world to new heights.
…
Year 389 of the New Calendar.
Tianyuan Continent, the capital of the Star Empire.
The tic-shaped streets are horizontal and vertical, with asphalt poured in. Next to them are high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete. A huge screen displays an advertisement for a middle-aged man giving a speech. It is a congressman running for mayor. Canvassing votes.
Boom!
Many aircraft emitting white smoke floated past the road like flowing water, just like blood flowing in blood vessels.
In the cafe next door.
Fang Yuan wore glasses and browsed the electronic screen in his hand.
"It's been more than three hundred years... I didn't expect that under my hint, the whole world really started to develop towards technology, and it was somewhat similar to my dream of a different world... "
"Cultivators and the like have completely become legends, and those who appear occasionally have become superpowers and the objects of research and study..."
"With a wave of my hand, this world has completely changed my mind!"
Fang Yuan smiled slightly, with a bright look in his eyes, and suddenly snapped his fingers.
Click!
In an instant, the entire world fell into a strange stasis, as if time had stood still.