I Make History a Myth

　　To be windy, to be rainy.

　　But there are so many people here.

　　Even if immortals really want to accept apprentices.

　　Probability.

　　It's also diluted beyond recognition.

　　"It's normal for so many people."

　　Team Miao heard the words, and said faintly, "Immortal life, immortality, all power belongs to myself."

　　"Who doesn't want these?"

　　Say no to.

　　Or it already has.

　　Or someone who can never be.

　　Wherever there is a little hope.

　　Who wouldn't want to.

　　clang……

　　The melodious bell sounded abruptly on the Kunlun Mountains.

　　For an instant.

　　On the mountain.

　　Everyone looked up at the sky.

　　Looking at the misty, misty mountains in the distance.

　　An idea popped into my mind,

　　"¨〃It's about to start..."

　　clang……

　　The melodious bell rang again.

　　A majestic dragon rose from the Kunlun Mountains, exuding an endless breath, and slowly swam down from the top of the mountain.

　　wherever it went.

　　Rolling years.

　　Shock down.

　　Under the impact of the years, everyone seems to have seen Yaoqing in the chaotic world of demons, Wuming with the prosperous martial arts, the magic essence of the magic star shining brightly, and the Dao Song who raised the dynasty to sacrifice to the heaven...

　　Scenes of scenes like real history floated through their minds.

　　In an instant.

　　A thousand years have passed.

　　In the end, everyone landed on the Kunlun Mountains at an unknown time.

　　"What was that just now?"

　　On the mountain, someone asked.

　　The scenes just now.

　　It's just too mysterious.

　　He had the feeling that he was experiencing real history.

　　But how is that possible...

　　"What is that? History, of course."

　　someone answered.

　　Besides history, what else could that be?

　　Movie?

　　"History? Although I don't read much, don't lie to me. My history textbook didn't say that during the Qing Dynasty, there were countless demons breeding in the mountains and fields, causing cholera all over the world."

　　"I didn't write about Da Ming's immortal martial arts, but (Qian Zhao) is so powerful that he can be reborn from a drop of blood and change ever-changing."

　　"It didn't even write that Da Song worshiped day and night, and worshipped a Dao Song Heavenly Court."

　　"None of these things are written in my history textbook."

　　The person who asked the question retorted.

　　However, the person who answered said faintly, "Then has it been written in your history textbook that the sects of ancient Taoism in the Celestial Dynasty are all real, and that there are really gods in this world?"

　　"Uh..." The person who asked the question got stuck.

　　clang……

　　The melodious bell rang for the third time.

　　The boundless and mighty light lit up from the top of the mountain, swaying layers of ripples.

　　in the light.

　　A Taoist figure like a reflection in a mirror sits in the ripples.

　　The Taoist body was shrouded in seventy-two colors of divine light.

　　A large circle of light appeared in the back of his head.

　　In the circle of light, hundreds of millions of golden lotus lanterns hang down.

　　When it fell into the ripples, all the rays of light changed their trajectories and revolved around the Taoist.

　　He just appeared.

　　Time and space all vibrated.

　　It seems that the entire time and space cannot withstand the constant turbulence of his silhouette.

　　Countless years, epic.

　　Flowing out from the turbulent time and space.

　　After he came out, he glanced at the twelve figures in front of him, and said slowly, "Original person, Ben Ye. Beginner, Chu Ye, Innate Qi...".

Chapter 95

　　"Where are the people? What about the people in the mountains and plains? Why are they gone? Where have they all gone?"

　　Under the Kunlun Mountains.

　　Wu Ming saw the empty, peaceful Kunlun Mountains.

　　A little anxious.

　　There were people all over the mountain just now.

　　After the unknown dragon in Kunlun appeared.

　　Everyone.

　　All disappeared without a trace.

　　You know, on the Kunlun Mountains.

　　But there are many people they send.

　　Among those people, there are a lot of related households who were stuffed in.

　　If they all disappeared.

　　The consequences.

　　Not what he can afford.

　　"Don't worry, just wait and see."

　　Lin Mingzhen said in a deep voice.

　　Kunlun Mountain is the gate of the monks of Yuxu Palace.

　　They act.

　　own measure.

　　Since they made a move, they took everyone to an unknown place.

　　Naturally they have their reasons.

　　No need to rush.

　　Besides, what's the use of worrying about it?

　　Is it possible that he can still take people up the mountain to find people?

　　Just as he was thinking.

　　On the Kunlun Mountain, silhouettes emerged one after another.

　　Soon.

　　The silent, quiet and peaceful Kunlun Mountains.

　　It got lively.

　　One by one, the people who returned from listening to the sermon summed up their gains and vented their joy.

　　inside the crowd.

　　A figure quickly ran down from the Kunlun Mountains.

　　Finally, he ran to Lin Mingzhen.