Perfect World: I am Shi Yi

Eight Regions, the second region, Xiling Realm.

"Hoohoo!"

The wind was howling and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.

Looking up, the sky and the earth were dark and without light. Huge tombs were piled up together, like a series of mountains, vast and boundless, with no end in sight.

And Xiling Realm happens to be located in it. If the entire area is a cemetery, then Xiling Realm is the largest tomb, which is daunting.

"Shi Yi has made a breakthrough in seclusion. When he comes out, I'm afraid he will have achieved enlightenment and become an immortal!"

"An immortal over 200 years old is scary to say, but he succeeded in doing it."

"In fact, it's not just Shi Yi. Shi Hao's talent is also terrifying. Rather than saying that he was confined for a hundred years, it's better to say that he was forced to retreat for a hundred years and overcome the tribulation to become an immortal. This has only happened in the past few years."

"These two brothers are incredible. One is responsible for the interior, and the other is responsible for the exterior. The future is destined to belong to them. I'm afraid that we, the older generation, will be overtaken by them in no time."

"You still underestimated them. It's not just as simple as catching up. It's not impossible for them to come from behind and win!"

"Indeed, but normally speaking, the brothers are arrogant and conceited, and it should be very difficult for them to get along with each other."

The three kings of Xiling Realm today are no longer the miserable, half-dead appearance of the past with crystal skulls, golden hand bones, and bloody eyeballs.

It has flesh and blood, a skeleton, tendons and a human shape. Through the flesh and blood, one can vaguely see what it looked like in its heyday.

This is the nourishment of merit.

It is also the restoration of vitality.

In a sense, the merits transformed by the power of faith are not inferior to the dark origin of the weird clan, and are even more popular. There is no need to forcibly degenerate and corrupt all living beings.

If the dark reckoning of the weird clan is like using a sickle to harvest all the creatures in the heavens and the worlds, which is a one-time deal, then the merits of faith are like doing business, which focuses on a silent and long-term process.

The origin of darkness.

The merits of faith.

There is absolutely no difference in essence between the two.

But the two methods of obtaining them are vastly different.

Not everyone can accept the origin of darkness, especially the weak, who are only fit to be food for the strong.

But the merits of faith are different. Everyone is a beneficiary and participant, and no one will be sacrificed.

Perhaps it is the belief and merit system founded by Shi Yi.

Not as perfect as the dark system of the weird clan.

But there is no absolutely perfect system in this world.

The deliberate pursuit of perfection is itself a kind of imperfection.

Eight domains, the first domain, the battlefield of hundreds of races.

The former battlefield of the Hundred Races is now the venue for the military examination. As the official examination venue of the Yanhuang Empire, the Battlefield of the Hundred Races now plays a vital role. It is no longer the large arena used to intimidate mounts.

The martial arts examination is held every ten years. It is now the 253rd year in the Yanhuang calendar. Three years have passed since the th martial arts examination and there are still seven years to go before the martial arts examination in the underworld. However, many people are still discussing the th martial arts examination.

An official military examination held by the Yanhuang Empire.

Also known as the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament.

In the first ten martial arts examinations, the world's number one martial arts conference, except for the creatures from the eight realms, the creatures from other realms were not very interested, just like adults watching children playing house.

However, as the Yanhuang Empire became more and more powerful, and the Xiyi and belief merit system continued to penetrate, the official form of the world's number one martial arts conference, the Wuju, became increasingly important.

The most charming in the world!
Especially the uneducated bunch in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, who would like to beat their dog brains out just for the title of being the best in the world.

The best true dragon in the world, the best spiritual root in the world. Although there have been many best in the world, the later ones seem to be no match for them.

Especially after the ancient times, when the seven kings of the human race and the ten ancient evils died one after another, the four words "number one in the world" became difficult to be recognized by everyone.

But now, the winner of the world's number one martial arts tournament is the best in the world. Even if it is just a title, it is enough to attract countless creatures.

"The Ten-Crown King, the Exiled Immortal, and the Six-Crown King, Ning Chuan, have you signed up for the next World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Just sign up. The world's number one martial arts tournament is divided into levels and realms, and they can't match us."

"Different ages and realms have different levels of division. It's not like the previous battle of geniuses from the Three Thousand States, where everyone, regardless of age or realm, fought brutally in the same environment."

"That's right. An old monster who has practiced for thousands or tens of thousands of years has to compete with us young people who have been practicing for tens or hundreds of years. He really has no shame at all. The World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament is more fair."

"Ancient freak versus ancient freak of the same level, Ten-crown Emperor versus Six-crown Ningchuan, Exiled Immortal versus Same-level versus Same-level, the one who wins the battle in this way is the real No. 1 in the world."

"It was really hard to judge who was the best in the world in the past. There was no fairness at all. If you could win by bullying the weak, then everyone would be the best in the world. After all, who wouldn't bully the weak?"

The martial arts examination of the Yanhuang Empire, the world's number one martial arts conference, is different from the battle of geniuses between the three thousand states.

Whether they were ancient freaks, ten-time champions or six-time champions, they were all thrown together in a chaotic fight.

The martial arts examinations now held in the Yanhuang Empire.

There is a clearly defined level of assessment system.

It is like an old monster who has been practicing for three thousand years. It is impossible for him to fight against a young man who has been practicing for thirty years, even if their cultivation levels are the same. After all, their foundation and experience are not on the same level.

Just like the previous battle of geniuses from the Three Thousand States, in front of the ancient freaks, those creatures who had just broken through the Venerable Realm were nothing more than ants in the eyes of the ancient freaks. There was no comparison between the two.

Not to mention the Ten-Crown King, the Six-Crown King Ningchuan, and the Exiled Immortal. These beings have already stood at the top, and their strength levels are far ahead.

Unless they are Shi Yi and Shi Hao, the completely unreasonable brothers, no one else can stand these old monsters that have accumulated over lifetimes.

True.

These old monsters mainly focus on accumulating strength over time, but they also deal a huge blow to the growth of the new generation.

After all, not everyone is Shi Yi and Shi Hao, and it takes time for the younger generation to grow up.

The Eighth Realm, the Eighth Wild Realm, the Eastern Capital Luoyang.

As the only two capitals of the Yanhuang Empire, Luoyang, the Eastern Capital, was more prosperous than ordinary people could imagine.

Everything you see is magnificent and golden; even the floor tiles beneath your feet are paved with jade.

Luoyang, the Eastern Capital, was once the imperial capital of the Stone Kingdom. However, more than two hundred years have passed, and Luoyang, the Eastern Capital, has been renovated and expanded countless times. But even so, every inch of land in Luoyang, the Eastern Capital, is still worth a lot of money.

There were huge crowds of people coming and going, and almost everyone who came to the eastern capital Luoyang for the first time would be shocked by its prosperity, just like a bumpkin from the countryside coming to a big city for the first time.

That kind of shock!

Breathtaking.

This kind of shock is not from tall buildings, nor from so-called pavilions.

Architectural decoration is secondary. What is truly shocking is the humanistic atmosphere.

Social interaction, artistic expression.

The humanistic spirit is as vast as the sea.

High-rise buildings made of steel and concrete, pavilions and towers filled with gorgeous decorations, no matter how grand they are, they are cold; no matter how fairy-like they are, they are dead silent.

But the humanistic atmosphere is different. There is warmth between people. The communication and interaction between people can greatly satisfy one's own spiritual needs.

Actually sometimes.

There is no difference between powerful creatures and weak creatures.

That is the instinctive yearning for one's own spiritual needs.

Maybe it's history.

Maybe it's culture.

Maybe it's art.

Music, literature, philosophy
These are all humanistic atmosphere.

It is also the spiritual core of civilization.

The creatures of the eight realms today.

In addition to daily practice, I would occasionally listen to music and read some simple novels and literature.

Occasionally, someone would be inspired to write a couple of limericks and then post them on Xiyi.

In a person's life.

Apart from fighting and killing.

There are also many beautiful scenery.

It's just that no one noticed it before.

"Everyone, I wrote a miscellaneous note and posted it on Xiyi. You can go and take a look when you have time. It is about His Majesty the Human Emperor, who has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and the appearance of the sun and the sky."

"Although I don't know what you wrote specifically, I think the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix is ​​not worthy of His Majesty the Human Emperor, and the appearance of the sun and the sky is not enough to describe the glory and greatness of His Majesty the Human Emperor."

"I know it's not worthy, but I really can't find a better adjective. However, the content of the notes is still good. They are all historical records of His Majesty the Human Emperor leading the Eight Realms to rise."

"Historical records? I remember that the Yanhuang Empire seemed to have officials who specifically recorded these historical records. They were called historians and were required to tell the truth without changing a word of what really happened."

"So, the miscellanies and historical records he wrote are just unofficial histories that are not recognized by people? If that's the case, then why don't I read the official history?"

"What he wrote is of course unofficial history, but even if it is unofficial history, it has its necessity to exist. After all, everyone has different views and opinions on the same thing."

In a loft near the window, a large group of people were sitting in groups of three or four.

There are humans, and there are other races, but they are all humanoid.

Seek common ground while reserving differences.

The sea is open to all rivers.

The more than two hundred years of humanistic education of the Yanhuang Empire was not in vain.

The meaning of human identity is deeply woven into the heart of every race.

As long as we treat each other as human beings.

Naturally, there will be less prejudice.

At the same time, with the birth of humanistic spirit.

The core of civilization is also gradually taking shape.

One day.

Even creatures of different races, genders, and even different regions, even if they once had a blood feud, will gradually accept the four words "descendants of Yan and Huang" as time goes by.

It sounds outrageous, but it is actually very normal. Just like in Shi Yi's previous life, more than fifty ethnic groups finally recognized China, which means they achieved complete unity in thought.

Although recognition between races is far more difficult than mutual recognition between nations, it is not even on the same level.

But after Shi Yi unified the form, they were both human and recognized each other as they were both just practicing Mushroom Kung Fu.

Only mutual recognition.

After recognizing each other's identities.

The Yanhuang Empire was finally able to be passed down.

This is truly eternal.

Eight Realms, the eighth desolate realm, Chang'an, the Western Capital.

As the former imperial capital of the Fire Nation, Xijing Chang'an and Dongdu Luoyang are almost as prosperous as each other, but compared with the prosperity of Dongdu Luoyang, Xijing Chang'an gives people a more solemn feeling overall.

There is no other way. Under the former ancestral land of the Fire Nation is buried the ancient Holy Emperor Palace. This is a treasure left by the seven kings of the human race. It can awaken the most powerful blood in the human race and it is also an invaluable treasure that can enhance the most powerful bloodline of the human race.

simply put.

Through the purification of the Ancient Holy Emperor Palace, even mixed-blood humans can be transformed into pure-blood humans again.

In that desperate time and space that has now disappeared, Shi Hao purified the most powerful blood in his body in the Ancient Holy Emperor Palace.

It is also the final step in blood purification.

The Supreme Bone was reborn.

Otherwise, relying on Shi Hao's own body with its acquired defects, it would not be an easy task to obtain the Supreme Bone again.

After all, if it were that easy, Willow God would have helped Shi Hao to be reborn long ago, and would not have to watch Shi Hao suffer from acquired physical defects.

But now this time and space.

Shi Hao had not had his supreme bones dug out since he was a child, so his body was born intact. However, he had never been to the Ancient Holy Emperor Palace to purify the blood in his body.

Because there is nothing wrong with being mixed-blood, the original supreme bone in Shi Hao's chest has been getting stronger as Shi Hao becomes stronger.

Unlike Shi Hao in the Desperate Time and Space, even though the supreme bone has been reborn several times, he always feels that the supreme bone in his chest is redundant, and even affects his performance.

Now, Shi Hao in this time and space has already reached the level of the Supreme being and is only one step away from overcoming the calamity and becoming an Immortal. However, the Supreme bone in his chest not only does not hold him back, but instead has the tendency to transform again.

The supreme bone transforms again.

It is naturally the sacral bone.

The sacrum is further up.

That is the emperor's bone.

of course.

This is just a theory. After all, apart from Shi Hao himself, no one else has been able to make the Supreme Bone so powerful so far.

And all of this stems from the human body secret realm cultivation method created by Shi Hao, which allows him to continuously develop the power of the supreme bone.

It also benefited from Shi Hao's own innate perfection.

There is no need to expend great effort to make up for the deficit later.

and so.

There is no such thing in this world that hardship can make people stronger. Once the foundation is destroyed, although it may not be impossible to make up for it, the cost will generally be very high.

One step slow, every step slow, Shi Hao, who was in despair of time and space, had almost reached the threshold of the Supreme Being at this time, but it would take tens of thousands of years for him to overcome the tribulation and become an Immortal.

Hundred years and ten thousand years.

The gap is a hundred times.

And this is the difference between being born with flaws and being born with flaws.

It is also the debt that Shi Hao bears in the Desperate Space-Time.

The original supreme bone that was dug out when he was young.

It would require him to expend a hundred times more effort to repay it.

"In fact, I thought about digging out Hao'er's supreme bone to make up for Yi'er's physical deficiencies. He is afraid of pain and doesn't want to endure hardships. With the supreme bone, he won't be so afraid of pain and hardships."

"If that's the case, why didn't you do it in the first place?"

"Yier doesn't want to, and as a mother I can't force him!"

"What if Yi'er is willing?"

"Then even if I die in the end, I will help Yier get the Supreme Bone!"

"You are a good mother, but if you really do this, Hao'er will probably die."

Qin Yining and Yu Yuexian.

Just sit facing each other. (End of this chapter)