Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 341 On that day, there was a god in the sky, and he entered the mortal world!
Ho Kyung.

Zhou Tianzi stared blankly.

He was completely excited when he saw the phantom in purple clothes walking out of the hazy mysterious light, causing the whole world to shake.

As the founder of Tianzhou, Yemeng Xinghe once met 'Shang', and the inheritance he received when he built the Tiantai was given by this sacred man named 'Purple Clothes'.

So, how could the Son of Heaven not know who he is!

"Your Majesty, are you recovering?"

With a look in his eyes, the monarch of Kyushu stood up, walked forward quickly, asked urgently, and looked at the peerless figure who walked out of the statue.

Scenes from the past emerged.

Under the leadership of the gods, the blood descendants were invincible and invincible. They fought all the way and defeated Chaoge, making Xuanshang King's head forever buried in the black water, making it hard to see the light of day.

These divine strengths are far stronger than the kings on the ground.

The saint who came out of all the people, the new king who replaced Zhao Yong?
Those personalities may have risen, but compared to the Xuanshang era, they are still a little bit worse!

Xuanshang was defeated, how could they be these holy opponents?

Looking at Zhou Tianzi, who had not changed for thousands of years, Zi Yijun smiled.

Why, back then, the gods didn't choose Lord Jiang Qi, who inherited Jiang Shang's blood, King Yong of Zhao Wu who was good at fighting, the scheming Lord of Western Qin, and the most ambitious Lord of the Three Jins at that time to be the masters of the Kyushu?
It is precisely because they all have variables.

A holy retreat is too long.

Every time they wake up, it lasts tens of thousands of years. In such a long time, the human heart is the most unpredictable thing.

Even the most loyal lackey will never stand the test of time.

Zhao Wu and Wang Yong are such an example.

As for Zhou Tianzi.

It was just because he happened to be able to communicate with the divine, he happened to have enough status, and he had a bit of human luck, so he was chosen by the gods to be the emperor of that week.

Only under his rule, Kyushu will not be peaceful. In order to plunder the power and blood of others, the kings will definitely launch a year-round war, and you will attack me.

In this case, the seeds that have been sown will become stronger and stronger, and finally mature.

The evolution of Kyushu is also proceeding in an orderly manner in the delineation of their chessboard.

With the passage of thousands of years, among dozens of princes, only the seven most tyrannical kings remained.

And the ancient kingdom behind them, not to mention the Lord of the Blood God, but only those ancient ones, nobles.

The blood flowing on their bodies is far more refined than it was before.

Even now, things have changed a bit.

But in a sense, Zhou Tianzi's task has also been completed.

Seeing Zhou Tianzi, who thought he came here to restore the overall situation of his heaven and Zhou, this majestic and sacred purple-clothed general, there was a bit of pity in his eyes.

Then, he slowly raised his palm:

"Yes."

"Belonging to the holy age, it will come to this world again."

"and you"

Ziyi Jun looked at Zhou Tianzi who was bending over in front of him:

"From now on, you will be with me."

"I know that what you have been hoping for for thousands of years is to be able to ascend to the clouds and become an extraterrestrial deity that can stand shoulder to shoulder with us."

"In this case, I will be satisfied with you, and go for you to pacify the world of Kyushu again."

His words are neither salty nor weak.

But while Tianzi Zhou was delighted, he noticed something was wrong.

The palm of his hand holding the luxurious scepter trembled:
"What do you mean by your majesty's words?"

Sitting in Gaojing for thousands of years and not participating in the competition of heroes, although Zhou Tianzi can't be called a world-class man, he can be regarded as the best of his kind.

In Zi Yijun's barely concealed words, he seemed to feel a hint of the meaning of killing the donkey.

Seeing Zhou Tianzi retreating a few steps in front of him with a forced smile on his face, showing a little far-fetched Zhou Tianzi, Zi Yijun said in a calm tone:

"What else can it mean?"

"Naturally, your mission has been completed and you can take a good rest."

"Afterwards, I will clean up for you, you don't have to worry."

The indifference in the words was not concealed, which made Zhou Tianzi's complexion suddenly change.

However, it was already too late.

Seeing the blood of the human monarch in front of him, the scepter in his hand flickering with lines, as if about to perform some forbidden technique, the purple-clothed gentleman laughed mockingly:
"This scepter contains a ray of power from that black bird demon saint when Chaoge sank. Presumably, it should be an eye left by her. I didn't expect that you got it and embedded it in it. Interesting .”

"But Zhou Quji, have you forgotten that everything you have is only given to you by us?"

"With my generation's power, I want to resist."

"How can you have a chance of winning?"

The gentleman in purple, with his hands behind his back, looked down on the emperor of Zhou on the platform.

As his word speaks,
The mighty and boundless divine sound, like overwhelming mountains and overwhelming seas, pressed on Zhou Tianzi from all directions, like an ancient sacred mountain, making him unable to breathe for a moment!

Not to mention the divine blood was activated. At this time, his divine blood flowed upstream, as if he had seen his master, making him unable to move at all, and he could no longer move even a little.

The proud authority was completely withdrawn at this moment, and the emperor named Zhou Quji recalled it faintly
A long, long time ago, in that period of time that he almost completely forgot.

Once upon a time, I was so weak.

His father, one of the eight hundred princes of the Xuanshang Dynasty, named him Quji because he was weak at the time.

For so many years, he has forgotten his name, but in the end
It seems that no matter how he changes, he still seems to be like this.

Unable to move, unable to use extraordinary power, just like a mortal, wearing a luxurious crown, Zhou Tianzi looked at the hazy light and shadow walking towards him step by step, and spoke with difficulty:
"why?"

Since he had no way to contend, he could only do his best to express his doubts.

so many years.
He sacrificed to the gods in this world, and spread the descendants of divine blood and divine authority to every corner of the world!
He completely erased everything about Xuanshang, and crushed all the ordinary people who had resisted the gods into the dust one by one!

What did he do wrong, to pass on the sanctity of his own blood, and become murderous?
Jun Ziyi walked up to Emperor Zhou.

He looked at the face that was slightly distorted due to fear, and pressed his palm on his head:

"No why."

"You did very well."

"But everything in this world comes with a price."

"My generation has given you thousands of years of glory, now is the time for you to give back this glory."

The last whisper fell.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

The purple-clothed gentleman turned into spiritual light and slowly poured into Zhou Tianzi's body. Zhou Quji could only watch helplessly and could not stop it.

He seemed to feel the existence of 'myself' and was slowly passing away, so he became more and more frightened, and even held his own neck, but it didn't help.

After all, at this moment, he is just a mortal.

How could he disobey the person who had given him strength for thousands of years?

With a 'plop' sound.

The lord of the world seemed to have lost his support, his hands clutched his neck tightly, and finally fell to the ground.

Wait until he... no, he stands up again.

The confusion and fear in those eyes had long since disappeared.

The only thing left is a pair of purple eyes, and a calmness that can't be seen clearly.

'Tianzi Zhou' raised his sleeves and let out a light breath:

"Zhou Quji practiced well."

"Back then, he had indeed received a bit of destiny. If the road to a higher level had not been cut off by us, as long as he continued to practice, he might not be able to see the realm of the gods."

"It's a pity that he is too timid. After all, he is not as good as Zhao Yong and the master of the Jin Kingdom. One counterattacked at the end of his life, and the other desperately reopened the shackles. You have suffered some losses."

"In the final analysis, I still have my eyes on the person."

Awakening from retreat, he descended to Kyushu again, replacing Emperor Zhou, he silently estimated the harvest of these years, with a smile on his cold face.

According to this degree of view.

Even if it is not like the practice of Yuanshen, to overcome the five declines of Yuanshen, heaven and man, and then cut himself with a knife, erase the traces of the past, and achieve the position of venerable, it is not bad.

After all, on that road, every time you take an extra step, you will encounter unspeakable dangers, and you may be ambushed and killed by the patrolling existence of the heavens. How can it compare to the stability now.

Calculate the most entry, at most two or three times.

He can also go one step further, cross the Nantian Gate, and then
Become a true heavenly king overlooking the nine worlds and ten directions!

Ziyi Jun opened his arms with the body of Zhou Tianzi.

At this moment, with the help of Zhou Tianzi's body, he has reached the peak of the world.

Behind him, the statue of a god carrying an axe, has a divine voice rumbling:
"Zi Yi, don't forget what you promised."

"Zhao Yong has already buried himself, and I have no more suitable body for descending. With the body of Emperor Zhou, the existence that came out of those mortals is no match for you."

"Remember to go to Zhao Du and bring back the kid who inherited Zhao Yong."

"That is the seed I planted, how can Zhao Yong give it to others at will?"

Hearing Tian Xingjun's words, Ziyi Jun turned around and nodded lightly:

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

"not to mention"

"It's also time for Kyushu in this era to recall what is sacred power."

After saying this, the purple-clothed gentleman held the scepter that symbolized the authority of Zhou Tianzi, and then faced the sacrifice platform, and shook it suddenly.

next moment.

The Haojing, which has been built for thousands of years, trembled violently!
One of the nine god statues on the worship platform, the purple-clothed general with a purple meaning attached to his body, seemed to fall from the galaxy, and a huge projection comparable to the stars appeared from behind the purple-clothed gentleman.

All of a sudden, those ancient existences in Haojing were alarmed.

As the origin of enfeoffment and the center of Kyushu, even if Haojing does not participate in the disputes of the outside world, as long as it stands on the roof for a day, it represents identity and status, and it is still brilliant.

especially--

Under Zhou Tianzi's command, there are six ancient people who have reached the peak of the sacred blood.
These people are giants who have been left over from the ancient Xuanshang era.

They have the same expectations as Zhou Tianzi, and they all want to see the gods come to earth again and find further opportunities!

Walking out of the dust-covered ancient mansion, Tai Zhu, who was in charge of Tianzhou's prayers, suddenly woke up, and then looked at the stalwart figure supporting the sky like a group of stars:

"That's the direction of the Tiantai!"

Not only him.

Dazai who is in charge of all affairs in Haojing, Taizong who masters the etiquette of the shrine, Taishi who masters the calendar and records, Taishi who masters the gods, and Taibu who masters divination
These ancient giants will be revived together!
They lit the candles and lit up Hao Jing, which seemed a little dim due to the night, and then looked at the only light and shadow in the center, feeling the call from the source of the blood, and their bodies couldn't help shaking:
"There is something holy, it has come!"

Along with the Zhou family's six ministers and many descendants of heroes who once crusaded against Xuanshang, one after another, they looked at the sacrificial platform, and looked at the purple-clothed general who pierced through the heavens and the earth.

Standing aloft, overlooking the vicissitudes of this scene, Zi Yijun.

At this moment, with the help of Zhou Tianzi's body, he combined that ten thousand zhang body into his body.

Then he took a step forward, stepped on the sky of Haojing, and let the purple meaning of the sky hang down, causing the vast and boundless divine voice to spread and spread in the ears of all the people who watched:

"I am the god outside of Jiuxiao, who once set the tripod of Jiuzhou—Zi Yijun!"

"Today, Zhou Quji, the emperor of Zhou, has been working hard and defending the blood of the gods for nearly ten thousand years. His merits and virtues have been completed. This king fell from the sky and sent his true spirit to the other side. He has been conferred on the throne, and he is gone!"

"The lords of Haojing."

"Although your achievements are not as good as the Son of Heaven, you don't have to belittle yourself!"

Ziyi Jun's eyes flicked from below.

His eyes seemed to fall on the faces of every observer, making them all feel the divine gaze.

"Because in today's Kyushu, there are people who disobey the blood of the gods and the divine rule, and rise again."

"They are like Chaoge and Xuanshang back then, trying in vain to establish a dynasty belonging to ordinary people again, abandoning divine blood and sacredness, cutting down mountains and destroying temples!"

"I feel that the sky has changed, and I hereby descend from the boundless sea of ​​stars to the world, so that I can use the body of Zhou Tianzi to be with you."

"Clear the world again!"

"The achievements of those years have created today's Tianzhou, and today's land is shuffled again, if you want to get more gifts"

The divine sound that spread out boundless ripples attracted the laws of heaven and earth, and everyone avoided shaking for it!
The blood descendant of Gao Jing looks up at the sky.

They saw—

The light of the stars in the sky shines down.

There is a great holiness that descended into the body of Zhou Tianzi and stepped into Kyushu once again!

Finally, with the deafening divine language, with Tianxian in his mouth, he made a final decision:
"It's this morning!"

At this moment, as a prince who has not recorded the secrets of the gods for a long time, he couldn't help crying with excitement.

He picked up the pen he used to use, and tremblingly, he wrote down everything about what happened today with the secret pattern created by the bright golden book:
'The origin of Tianzhou, the figure of Zi Yijun from the Nine Heavens Cloud descended. '

'Belongs to the sacred, belongs to the blood of the gods, belongs to the horn of change in this land, finally blowing again'

'And my generation's ascension to the gods has already started! '

'This is the most glorious era! '

'Later generations, and even all generations, will remember this moment! '

'—Tianzhou Taishi'

'——Recorded in 470 days and weeks. '

at the same time.

Ji Qiu far away in Zhao Wangcheng
It also ushered in a radical change.

(End of this chapter)