"Fuck? My goddess is here?"
The entire forum boiled, and countless diving animals exploded.
Although Medusa is not a good person, she is the most popular villain. Many people use her as their wallpaper and become her fans.
Many people immediately expressed their opinions and became dignified.
"Coming with Medusa's character, I'm afraid she wants to invade and destroy this world. Anyway, she won't have a good thing in her head."
"Sure enough, this world is the heavens and myriad worlds, and they can open up world passages to each other and travel through different worlds."
"But speaking of which, the screenshots are so beautiful! My goddess, who slaughtered the world, disregarded human life, and ruled a dark wizarding age, is actually eating candied haws. The contrast is cute! It will be my wallpaper from now on."
"It's my wallpaper too."
… .
The cute girl wants to evolve into a dragon: "Ahem! Medusa asked me to take her to watch the customs, various things, explain the power system... I dare not refute, I am afraid she will beat me to death!
But here I have Medusa’s private screenshots, all kinds of beautiful and cute ones, I took her to go shopping, to watch the knights fighting, all of them, 500 sand dollars a piece, the pixels are guaranteed to be super high. "
Everyone: "..."
You are so poisonous! It turned out to be waiting for us here! This dead female money fan was so frightened that she didn't forget to take a screenshot and sell it to other people to make a fortune.
Everyone was furious, Mengmei is making money for the country, is this something that people do? It's not even free
"Ahem, I want one."
"What? I want it all."
"I also want... ."
Some people began to express their excitement, and the large-scale fan sales scene started, and the cute girl smiled happily in an instant.
Everyone understands that Medusa is very popular, Medusa becomes this girly form to eat, maybe this is the only time, it must be treasured!
Immediately, everyone discussed Medusa from the beginning, and it gradually became distorted. They began to take screenshots of wallpapers, and some people even shouted that they would pay a lot of money and ask Mengmei to lie to Medusa by saying:
"Zhang Qiang is my husband!"
This man named Zhang Qiang is obviously a local tyrant, and he said that he can pay 30,000 yuan, and can be exchanged into sand coins for payment.
"Idiots retreat!"
Mengmei said it was impossible.
Fooling her to eat all kinds of delicacies and witnessing that the customs are reasonable, this is already frightening. Fooling her to say strange things, although this big guy is pretending to be a simple girl, but her cruel and merciless character is not fake. I have to cool down in an instant! !
Her little heart was trembling.
A companion is like a tiger, and what I accompany is the most terrifying death monarch in the wizarding world since ancient times!
Now that I am in the ancient world, I have a chance to become a saint. It is very easy to prove the Tao with Ou... How could I be so reckless!
"After I die, I can evolve another species to come in. I don't even know that it will be a year of the monkey. I definitely can't die." The cute girl has a serious face, and she has come to her senses and entered the ancient world again.
It is still very lively outside.
"Cute girl is going to be cool! (Medusa's death stare.jpg)"
"Cute girl, she can only pretend not to know her now, and then lick her desperately, now she can't tell us how she secretly sacrificed her dignity to live (funny)"
Everyone thinks it is very difficult. Medusa is here, obviously alone, to explore the market conditions and system laws of this world.
But this world is not so easy to understand, because now the mortal world is in decline, and the real main force of the ancient world is in the fairy world.
"Medusa, come so fast."
Xu Zhi thought about it, "The development of the ancient world is still too slow now, the dragon veins have not been built, the country has not condensed luck, and the fairy dynasty system has not been formed. How can we fight against the mature potion system?"
After all, there is a god at the upper echelon of both sides, who can restrain each other, and must be more powerful than the lower ones. If Medusa invades, the potion professionals who have accumulated for thousands of years will form an overwhelming massacre. This is not the desired result.
And Medusa came in at this time to explore the world, understand civilization, and then go back to prepare countries for war. After all, it is necessary to know oneself and the enemy.
"Her exploration time will only take a few years at most."
Xu Zhi calmed down, "We must find a way to advance the civilization of the ancient world again."
This point is mainly because of Mengmei's apprentice, Hu Rennong is not strong enough.
The ambitious young man back then, although he is now a great Confucian, still stagnated.
But it is also a matter of course.
Although they are all ways of cultivating incense, they have changed their form and turned into a brand new path. He is still groping, and the new cultivation system is not so easy to develop.
"In the final analysis, the amount of knowledge is still low, and the liver is not enough." Xu Zhi turned his head to look at his small mirror image, and sighed, "If I had the knowledge content of my mirror image and the degree of liver cirrhosis, it would have been developed long ago. "
At this time, the small mirror is holding a wordless book to study, and the book is the projected text of the brain.
He stopped and walked.
Sometimes dancing swords, sometimes pondering, sometimes jumping, constantly muttering to himself, immersed in various mysteries, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
This separated mirror image has been cut off of the three natures, such as the coldness of being too forgetful, leaving only rationality, immersed in learning, naturally unable to extricate itself, and will not feel bored.
He only learns, without any emotions.
"Maybe, while it's bald and studying... it can be useful." Xu Zhi looked at the silly mirror image and pondered.
...
Ancient world.
"A person who is useless is a scholar!"
"Scholarly and weak!"
People in the rivers and lakes keep opening their mouths, which gradually become the truth.
Over the years, Martial Dao, Confucianism, and Taoism started to practice at the same time, but gradually a fork appeared, Martial Dao appeared Duan Qianyu, a land god, while Confucianism and Daoism still stagnated... .
"Heroes are forbidden by martial arts, and the way out of martial arts is here. Then, where is the way out of Confucianism?" Hu Rennong was already a great local Confucianist at this time, and his reputation had risen. He had countless disciples, but his face was bitter.
Over the years, those warriors and reckless men who don't know a single word, don't know how to cultivate themselves and govern the country... only know how to fly over the walls and continue to harm the village, but they have no way to protect the villagers.
The mother of the earth, Ivy, prepared a perfect nine-turn Xuangong for the little white fox.
And myself... .
But he only told himself the method of dragon veins, and he needed to open up the rest of the way forward.
"Why incense?"
He went to see his teacher who had already retired, the well-known scholar Xu Weifang.
Xu Weifang looked at his young disciple, "Do you still insist on Confucianism and Taoism? Rennong, you have extraordinary aptitude. There are countless martial arts sects in the rivers and lakes. They invited you to join martial arts, but you didn't practice it. Willing to become a great Confucian, want to understand the principles of heaven and earth, and now you are a weak literati, any knight can make you bow your proud head."
Hu Rennong was silent, and said firmly: "The disciple still insists on Confucianism and Taoism, and asks the teacher for guidance on the way forward."
The old Confucian suddenly said, "Having been enlightened for half my life, I have vaguely seen the way forward. If I want to control the incense, I will serve the incense first. If I want to govern the people, I will serve the people first."
Hu Rennong gradually realized.
In the horror of countless disciples, he chose to disperse his third-level cultivation, and began to resign from office and go back to seclusion.
He turned into an ordinary young man, married a wife and had children, gradually integrated into the market, became a teacher, lived an ordinary life, and was a member of the imperial court who provided incense.
Spring and autumn come several times.
Twenty years have passed, Hu Rennong has entered middle age, his hair is gray, his body is full of signs of time, full of vicissitudes of life, wearing white clothes, and continuing to teach in the village, he has experienced the bitterness of many ordinary people Bitter.
Gradually, he seemed to sense something from the incense emitted by mortals.
As a teacher, he accepted many disciples, and the disciples under him gradually followed the philosophy, and made many famous names in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Sir, what should I do?"
"When building a dragon vein?"
"Should you establish a Confucian school?"
Even some court ministers were gradually on the verge of a humble home, and they benefited greatly from discussing with him. Under Hu Rennong's prompting, Da Zhou began to establish dragon veins, and gradually eased the decline.
Three hundred and thirty years of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
A shocking thing happened to the whole country, Duan Qianyu, the land god, opened the fairy gate.
The imperial court became more and more urgent. Although the dragon veins were established, the dragon veins were extremely imperfect. Unlike the Western Era, the people believed in ancient gods for cultivation, and the powerful incense was single and pure. Today's mortals provide too much, and the incense is mixed, and it is still difficult to turn it into a dragon vein. Pure...
Many great Confucians practiced dragon veins hard. Although their speed was very fast at the beginning, they gradually died due to the heterogeneous thinking of all living beings.
The winter of this year was very cold, and news of the death of many Confucian monks in the imperial court came one after another.
Hu Rennong heard everything in a daze, and wept bitterly.
Before winter passed, Hu Rennong's wife gradually died of old age. Lying on the hospital bed, she told him, "It's not your fault... It's not your fault... They are all Confucian and Taoist literati. The world sets the rules, you just gave them the direction, they are groping like the same... ”
Hu Rennong silently guarded his wife until the end of her life, but her demeanor and old age became weaker and weaker. Three days later, she lowered her voice and looked at the grave, "My Confucian and Taoist friends back then, and a disciple of a famous master, all believed in me and practiced. I can only kowtow on their weed-covered tombstones, and now I'm sending you away... Confucianism, the way of self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace, is there something wrong?"
"Father, you are not wrong." The daughter's voice was bitter, knowing her father.
A month has passed and spring is coming, but Hu Rennong is still silent.
He suddenly got news from his master whom he hadn't seen for decades, who has been wandering outside with the little fox all these years: "Recently, it is said that master has a new friend, a beauty from a foreign land, who is very interested in Confucianism and Taoism, and wants to Come discuss it with me."
He naturally respected the Earth Mother Ivy.
But soon, due to the death of great Confucians one after another, the Emperor of Great Zhou sent him an imperial decree, summoning Hu Rennong, a great Confucian in the past, and Hu Rennong, the number one scholar in the 11th imperial examination, to come to Beijing to be prime minister.
The Emperor of Great Zhou still believed in him, and now he is the only one left.
"The imperial decree is not accepted, I want to try again." Hu Rennong was still confused and left home. He knew that he had witnessed many life and death, and he had to get used to it.
The white-haired old man rolled up his clothes and walked on the road alone with an old face. After a few days, he saw an unbelievable young man in a lush mountain forest.
He has no emotions, his rational face seems to be immersed in some kind of thinking.
Holding a wordless book in his hand, he kept murmuring, sometimes seeing rising, gesticulating with his hands and feet, sometimes squatting down, drawing many words with a branch for deduction, which contained many great principles.