Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

When the supreme white-gold brilliance of the Lord God's Great Light Sphere, from a dim point in the sea of ​​chaos that no one could detect, with the mighty power from the fifth level, directly shined into the long river of time of the Immortal Dao Universe.

From a high-dimensional perspective, in the central axis of the immortal universe, in the long river of time that flows endlessly for trillions of years, the supreme glory of the Lord God is like a huge stone blocking the road... No, it cannot be called a huge stone.

, should be directly called a huge mountain, which fell in the center of the river seven hundred years before Hong Tiangui came to the world.

The mighty water of time surged forward, but the giant mountain formed by the brilliance of the Lord God remained towering and motionless, forcing the long river of time to branch into two tributaries at that time point...

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"What a specious Ming Dynasty!"

"But no matter what, this Chinese dynasty, at least on the outside, looks much better than the decadent braided Daqing!"

A young man wearing a green shirt and looking a little thin was walking on the crowded streets of Fuzhou City, sighing in a low voice.

As the first avatar of Hong Tiangui, the incarnation of the Eastern Side of the Lord God, just after he was born, the original body used the supreme power of the Lord God to directly reverse time and was reborn seven hundred years ago in the parallel time and space of the vast land of China, before the Daqing Dynasty.

In the Ming Dynasty.

The street he was on was the busiest street in Fuzhou City, and there was a constant flow of people around him.

Among them, most of the men wear small hats or net scarves and coarse cloth shorts; while the women wear "eyebrow veils" on their foreheads and wear wide-sleeved fur skirts.

Occasionally, you can see a few scholars wearing square scarves, wearing Confucian robes, and holding folding fans walking together on the street.

From time to time, a group of patrol officers wearing blue cloth clothes and narrow-sleeved robes walked through the street with a horizontal knife on their waist and solemn expressions on their faces.

Together with the shouts of vendors and people's conversations, it creates a bustling classical market scene.

"Master, Master!"

"Madam asked me to call the young master home for dinner!"

A figure of a maid in a blue dress appeared behind the young man and shouted loudly.

Although she yelled with great force, as a woman, the so-called "loudness" was actually inconspicuous in this noisy street. The shouts and hawking sounds of countless merchants around her directly eliminated the sound.

Covered up.

However, that young man was obviously not an ordinary person. Most people might simply ignore the woman's shouting, but he heard it clearly in the busy city and stopped and turned around.

"Sister Xianglan, I will follow you back home right now!"

When he turned around, he revealed a handsome face that could be said to be rich, elegant, and as rich as jade. He instantly made the maid in blue dress Xiang Lan blush.

"Well, then young master, let's go back together!"

Because of the mystery of reincarnation in the womb, the young man only recovered all the memories shared with him by his original body, Hong Tiangui, last week.

After carefully recalling the memories of the seventeen years before his awakening, combined with his observations over the past week, the young man suddenly found that his reincarnated character felt somewhat familiar.

However, now is not the time for him to think about this further.

Under the guidance of the maid Xiang Lan, the young man walked through the noisy streets and walked to a huge mansion located just outside Fuzhou City.

Stepping through the gate of the mansion, you will see a wide square.

Strong men in short shirts, led by the leading martial artist, were practicing boxing and kicking kung fu in the square, shouting and shouting.

In the center of the square, a huge triangular dart flag hung high, with the word "Fuwei" written on it.

When they saw the young man and the maid Xiang Lan approaching, several martial arts masters who were still training the men in the square quickly stopped what they were doing, clasped their fists and half-crouched, and said a respectful word to the young man.

"I've seen the young master's bodyguard!"

The young man returned the favor with a smile and clasped his fists, then strode toward the inner hall of the mansion.

Due to the extreme inequality in the status of men and women in this era, although the "Madam" sent someone to call the young people to come back for dinner, she was actually unable to serve at the table most of the time except for some private banquets.

At this time, the dining table in the inner hall was already filled with food, but around the dining table, there was only a middle-aged man with a majestic Chinese character sitting at the main seat, and several other senior men who were big and round and looked very difficult to mess with.

The head escort, a big man, will accompany him to the second seat.

"Pingzhi!"

Seeing the young man walk in, the middle-aged man with a Chinese character stood up happily and introduced him.

"Come and meet your Uncle Li from Bashu, Uncle Wang from Shandong, and Uncle Liu from Guangxi!"

"I've met Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, and Uncle Liu!"

After seeing the young man clasping his fists and saluting, the three sturdy men stood up quickly.

"Young Master, you don't need to be polite!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Young Master, escort, sit down quickly, sit down quickly!"

In short, after a while of greetings, the young man Lin Pingzhi sat on the right hand of the man with the Chinese character face, and everyone else also sat down again around the dining table.

In the past, three of the close subordinates who had been in charge of the escort agencies in various provinces of China returned to the headquarters of the Fuwei Escort Agency to report on their duties today. This made the majestic man with a Chinese character, Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of the Fuwei Escort Agency, very happy.

During the dinner, he enthusiastically kept toasting to the three escort chiefs, and the three escort chiefs were also very considerate and frequently raised their glasses in return.

Food and drinks came and went, and soon after the wine was drunk, the three burly escort men began to talk loudly about what they had experienced on the journey to transport escorts.

In this era, escort agencies, especially the head escorts of large escort agencies like Fuwei Escort Agency, are rare people in the land of China who have truly traveled all over the country and are well-informed.

The conversation at the banquet involved information on the geography, folk customs and local forces of Bashu, Shandong, Guangxi and the five or six surrounding provinces, plus some anecdotes and strange things that I inquired about along the way while transporting escorts, and the changes and confrontations between local forces.

Lin Pingzhi, who ate food in a low-key manner, listened with gusto.

"...Speaking of which, the four major disciples of Yu Laodao, the master of Songfeng Temple, are known as 'heroes' in the world. Their Songfeng swordsmanship and heart-destroying palm are the true inheritance of Yu Laodao...

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"...That damn demon sect has conquered another group of cottages in Shandong. As far as I know, they are the owners of Wulian Mountain. The tolls of our bodyguard branch are going to increase again..."

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"...There are rumors that Taoist Yujizi of the Taishan Sect and the left leader of the Songshan Sect drank together at Hongque Tower in Shanxi last month. I don't know if it is true or not. If it is true,

,The face of the Taoist priest that day was..."

While Lin Zhennan was chatting with the three bodyguards, they were talking about the gossips circulating in the world.

From time to time at the dinner table, Lin Pingzhi could not help but lower his head and smile bitterly when the names of martial arts characters written by the great hero Jin from the Celestial Dynasty came out.

What I discovered a week ago when I awakened my memory was something wrong, it turned out to be this!

I originally thought that my name, Lin Pingzhi, and the residence of the Fuwei Escort Agency were just a coincidence, but now that I have learned so many familiar names, Lin Pingzhi no longer dares to simply think it is a coincidence.

It seems that in this world, something similar to the plot in that martial arts movie will most likely happen soon.

Thinking of Lin Pingzhi, who was still the tragic protagonist in that plot, he couldn't help but have extremely complicated feelings in his heart.

Raising his head, Lin Pingzhi looked at the classical perpetual calendar hanging horizontally on the wall of the inner hall.

Under the perpetual calendar is the reign name of the Ming Dynasty - "Tianqi", and next to it is the specific date "Seven Years and Three Years".

In the Ming Dynasty in the history of this vast land of China, one year was counted as ten years.

In other words, the Apocalypse Emperor has been in power for seventy-three years.

This is the only one that is completely consistent with the memory of the historical chronology transmitted to him by the body and verified by the Taiping Society in later generations. It reminds Lin Pingzhi all the time that the time and space you arrived is correct.

This is indeed the timeline seven hundred years before Hong Tiangui led the Taiping Society to overthrow the Daqing Dynasty...