My mythical world

Inside the coffin made of Kunlun sacred tree, a golden five-clawed dragon was curled up. The black dragon robe was a quilt, extremely soft and luxurious.

He was holding a round crystal dragon ball in his arms. At this time, a ray of light suddenly shot in, and a suction force came from the sky. The dragon ball held by Xiaolong unconsciously flew up, and then there was a noisy noise, breaking the golden dragon's dream.

The confused Long Shao opened his eyes, but he seemed to have not reacted yet. He only felt that his arms were empty. He looked up and saw that the coffin lid had been opened. Countless golden rays of light shot in, almost blinding his 24k titanium alloy dragon eyes.

"Who is so unscrupulous? I am hiding in a depth of ten thousand meters, and you can still disturb my beautiful dream."

Long Shao got out in a daze. The dragon eyes that had not seen light for a long time went from extremely dark to extremely bright. The pupils shrank instinctively. The next moment, he saw the blurry figure in front of him and was stunned.

"Cangqiong? Why is it you?"

So deep in the Qinling Mountains, the two players stared at each other, like turtles looking at green beans. Neither of them expected to see each other here.

In the end, it was Long Shao who spoke. He moved his claws stiffly, scratched his head, and asked: "You came here, are you here to search for treasure? Did you take my dragon ball?"

"No, I wanted to do it, but someone stole it." Cangqiong sighed, with a lot of self-blame in his words: "I broke through the levels all the way, was delayed by traps, but I didn't expect to be a wedding dress for others in the end. The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. I am also a mantis."

Even the players were pitted, and it was the top Cangqiong. Who is this great god? Long Shao quickly asked: "Who is so awesome? Even you are plotted against."

"North Sea Kunpeng, I don't know when he Following me. The previous victory made me careless. "

Seeing Cangqiong's regretful expression and his unbalanced mind (mentality exploded), Long Shao hurriedly persuaded him: "Don't be too sorry, I absorbed the essence of that Zulongzhu, and now it is just a facade. It is worse than ordinary dragon beads. If placed in ordinary people's homes, it will be used as a night-light pearl for display. It is of no great use."

Hearing this, Cangqiong was delighted, "It seems that under my pursuit, Kunpeng walked too fast, and so many things were not investigated clearly."

He walked to the front of the coffin and looked down curiously, wanting to see what the legend of a generation was like.

Long Shao moved over and looked at him curiously.

"Is it really a cenotaph? Ying Zheng has turned into a Taoist and returned to the ground." Cangqiong sighed. No matter what, he was an emperor of the ages, and he would not be desecrated after his death.

"Why are you here?" Cangqiong changed his words and asked curiously.

"The child has no mother, it's a long story." Long Shao sighed, his two thin dragon whiskers fluttering, and he began to tell the story.

It turned out that Long Shao was lazy and gluttonous in the four seas, and he didn't practice in the Crystal Palace. He flirted with the good female dragon all day long, and planned to put together a harem of hundreds of tribes in the sea. Someone in the Dragon King reported it, and the avatar of the Ancestral Dragon happened to have reached the end of his destiny. He simply punished Long Shao to practice in seclusion in the Imperial Mausoleum, swallowing the essence of the dragon ball and the final unified kingly aura, which was also a great fortune.

"Do you think my body is much more beautiful now?" Long Shao hammered his chest muscles twice and boasted: "Don't look at me like this, I'm returning to my ancestors. Now I have evolved towards the realm of Daluo Jinxian, and Daluo Daoguo is a foregone conclusion, and I will soon be on par with you."

Long Shao was born in ancient times and had enough background, Cang Qiong was not surprised, and then Long Shao asked him why he came.

Guessing that Long Shao would not have a conflict of interest with himself, snatching opportunities. Instead, he could provide clues for himself, so he simply told his purpose.

"Master Tongtian, with his Hunyuan magic power, deduced for me that there is a destiny here that can change my path. So I came from the East China Sea thousands of miles away. But it seems that the destiny has been absorbed by you, and this road is blocked."

Long Shaoqi said: "In the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the greatest opportunity is the Zulong Pearl. But it may not be suitable for you. There are many good things here, but I don't want them. Everyone can only take one away. Zulong also said that it is left for the destined person. You can look for it here."

Hearing that there was a turnaround, Cangqiong happily rummaged through the boxes in the tomb. Wow, there are so many good things, such as the Great Wei Halberd, Suihou Pearl, Tai'a Sword, etc., which are dazzling. Not only are there treasures in the mortal world, but there are also many exquisite products among the immortals.

Cang Qiong's eyes shot out chaotic light, trying to find out which treasure was destined for him. After a long time, he closed his eyes and shook his head, "Although the treasures are good, none of them suits my taste. They are not destined for me."

Long Shao was depressed. He didn't want so many treasures. Suddenly, he saw the golden wall inlaid with hundreds of gems. He reminded: "You should know that the golden wall of the main room is formed according to the celestial phenomena and terrain. Look, that is the Big Dipper."

He pointed to a certain part of the wall, "Then what?" Cang Qiong asked puzzledly.

"There is a big mystery in it. Let's see if you can understand it. I remember Zulong said that it takes a talented person to understand one or two." Long Shao said.

Cang Qiong was curious. He sat on the golden floor and stared at the gold and jewelry in the main room without questioning. He wanted to see through something and find his own opportunity. However, after a long time, his eyes were sore and his spirit was lacking. He still didn't find any clues.

Just when Cang Qiong was about to give up, Long Shao beside him laughed strangely: "Cang Qiong, you are usually smart, why are you so stupid today? How can you see through the secrets when you are outside the game? Only by entering the game and sitting in the center can you get a glimpse of it."

Cang Qiong suddenly turned his head and looked at the Kunlun sacred wood coffin. He stepped into the ownerless coffin without fear.

"Bang." The coffin lid closed automatically, and Qianqiong, who was lying quietly in the coffin, discovered that there was also a small celestial map on the inside of the coffin lid, which was shining brightly. It was impossible to find it from the outside, and could only be found by lying inside.

"Is this the Zhoutian Starry Formation?" After careful observation for a while, Cang Qiong felt that it looked familiar, but he quickly denied it, because the celestial phenomena came to life, and wisps of starlight shot down, bringing with them the dust of history, and Cang Qiong's mind also taken away

While searching for destiny in the sky, Jiang Ping was not idle on the other side of the screen. He downloaded the long-lost software Ai Edit and made it himself. Ten minutes later, a brand new adventure action blockbuster was released - "The Mausoleum of the First Emperor" .

The title was simple and crude, which was always his style. Click, he moved the mouse to upload it to the forum, using the Creation Company account.

Xiao Lin, a generation of Internet legends, or in other words, one of the first batch of players from the prehistoric era and even the world, every one of them is a legend, and has been written in textbooks in various countries - not to be admired by future generations, but as a true and negative teaching material.

Their graves were dug up from time to time as a warning to the world. This time Xiaolin logged in again to see what fun things there were on the forum.

As soon as he refreshed the game, another official announcement appeared. He quickly trembled, "Are there new moves? The third game has just been launched, so there shouldn't be a new game so soon."

Not daring to neglect, he quickly clicked in. He once had an opportunity in his hands, but he didn't cherish it. What if this was another choice?

Unexpectedly, when he went in and took a look, he was stunned, "A big online movie? "The Mausoleum of the First Emperor". Starring: Cangqiong, Kunpeng. Actors: Bai Lingzi, passerby A, Qing Lingzi, passerby Yi. Special starring: Long Shao. What the hell is this? ? Promotional video?”

Full of doubts, Xiao Lin quickly clicked in and took a look. It started with thousands of miles of clouds, and the Internet celebrity was soaring in the sky. On the way, he met Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth.

At this time, people in the outside world had already skimmed the movie ten times faster and were urgently posting on various software communities.

"I admit, the movie is well shot, the editing level is also very good, the special effects are 100% real, the acting skills of the leading actors are also very high, the ending is unexpected, and there is an easter egg from Mr. Long at the end. If this was really a movie, I would give it a 99 Points, one point difference is because I am afraid that you will be proud.

All of this is fine, the biggest problem is you! "Well-known film critic Luo Penzi commented.

"You are a famous Genesis company. Why don't you go about your business, pioneering the world, and creating a new world? Instead, you go to make movies? You can't put the cart before the horse."

"I agree, the movie is good-looking, showing the mysterious magic of the sky and the Taoist calculations, but we have already seen it clearly during the Tribulation War. We hope that you will focus on creating the game world and managing the current world."

Everyone was clearly in a feast for their eyes, watching the Xian Xia blockbuster for free, but they kept criticizing the company and earnestly persuaded them that it was rare to see such a strange scene.

Jiang Ping was amused. Sharing it was not enough for players on a daily basis. This was propaganda to encourage aspiring people to travel across the world and enter the great development project of the universe.

In the ancient times, Qianqiong entered the coffin to realize enlightenment. Yilong was bored. Young Master Long chose to go offline to play cards and fight Landlords. Unexpectedly, he was stunned when he looked at the forum. The style of painting is wrong, why are they all discussing great movies? All the communities were blown away.

He didn't make a second one either, and the most important thing was that he was still discussing the incident where Cang Qiong broke into the palace before!

He quickly clicked in and took a look, haha, he became a big easter egg.

"When did the producer record it? Or did he watch it from beginning to end and monitor it at all times?" Young Master Long guessed who the mysterious game producer, God, is.

"Humph, it's not as good as the blockbusters I made before." Young Master Long proudly went offline, and at this time Cang Qiong also stood up from the coffin.

Mr. Long quickly reminded: "You don't know what I just saw when I went offline to smoke a cigarette. Your adventure into the underground palace was actually recorded by the producer into a big movie and played for free on the forum. Haha, I am still the last easter egg. It's a pity. , I just woke up, my hair was messed up, and I looked stupid and cute.”

As he spoke, Mr. Long used his dragon claws to comb his beard on his face, his face full of pride.

Looking at his shining head, Qian Qiong fell into deep thought.

At this time, there was something important and he was not allowed to go offline. Qiang Qiong walked out of the main room, followed by Master Long, who asked strangely: "All the good things are inside, how can there be any treasures outside? Why did you come out?"

"My opportunity is here."

Qiang Qiong knelt on one knee, pressed one hand on the ground, exerted force on his arm, and mana surged out and poured into the ground.

Here, the dragon head of the Qinling Dragon Vein is the most important of the southern ancestral veins, and how strong is the magic power of the top Daluo Jinxian?

"Ouch!"

The entire dragon vein came to life, the finishing touch, the underground palace's ever-bright lanterns opened like dragon eyes, and the entire Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang shook the earth.

Young Master Long was shocked, shook his body and said anxiously: "This is the ancestral vein, it cannot move. Ying Zheng built the imperial mausoleum here to suppress it. If something happens, you can't afford it. The karma will backfire. It can make you fall!"

"coming!"

Cang Qiong retracted his hand from the ground and said excitedly. The next moment, the shaking surface of the underground palace cracked open, and twelve metallic copper lights shot out. Swords, axes, hammers, sickles, chains, rods and other weapons shot out from it.

"This, these are the twelve bronze figures forged by gathering thousands of soldiers from all over the world. It is your destiny?!"

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"Qian Qiong is indeed good, brave and resourceful. Let's see who can fight for it in the next tribulation and become a saint." Jiang Ping pondered, and also considered whether he should have more cultivation methods in this world.

Supernormal energy has always been there, but it is too sparse to be detected by current technology. In metaphysics, it is aura, and in science, it is dark matter.

Whether it is the game of the heavens beyond the present world, or the vision caused by his own breakthrough before, and the spiritual flowers left behind, they all remind everyone that the times have changed, and there is really a super-real power, but they have not yet found a way to get started.

"Let's wait for the success of the Gaia project, the birth of a super optical brain, and auxiliary machines, and then make other plans."

Be impatient and you can't eat hot tofu, Jiang Ping put his sights back on Gaia.

There, the polar bears roared and beat their chests, and were rushing towards Zhaori City, the capital of the Southern Continent. Among them, the latest developed Warcraft-type chariots were forming a beast tide and marching on the land.

Along the way, there were thousands of gullies and mountains, and no one could stop them.

When the polar bear army was deadlocked in the Tianwu Fortress, the supplies in the rear had been plundered, and only a few could be left for the United States. There was no right or wrong in this war, only winning or losing. History is always written by the victors.

Justice defeats evil, but who is justice? Who is evil? Who judges? What is used to judge?

"For the polar bears! For the United States, go forward! Go forward!"

On the Warcraft chariot, polar bear soldiers sang war songs and marched forward with great momentum.

Behind the earth, there were also songs. A group of simple warriors began to set out for the border. They were going to form the first defense circle, consuming layer by layer, and they could not let the enemy army besiege the royal city like dumplings and cut off the connection and support with other cities.

Even if the Nanzhao Emperor sacrificed himself to resist, the time was still too hasty. A group of frontier troops were transferred from all over the country, and supplies were transported urgently. This was a war for the defense of the country, with the highest mobilization. The armed forces in the city had been called up, and ordinary people had also been drafted.

"Just as the pear blossoms were blooming all over the world, the soft gauze was floating on the river. Katyusha stood on the steep bank"

This love song of the Nanzhao Kingdom was not a long and entangled one, but a smooth and bright one. Soldiers sang Katyusha and rushed to the border. It's time to defend our country!

Jiang Ping turned his attention to Gaia players, wanting to see how much influence they could have in this world war and whether they could change the situation.

"Byron is very smart. Even though he made military achievements, he still retired from the front line and entered a scientific research unit. Technology is king and knowledge is power." Jiang Ping praised.

Byron, a Western player, is a wise man. It may also be related to his real identity. He is naturally good at doing his old business on Gaia. This is a world of extraordinary personal force. The great power belongs to one person, and being strong is better than any external things.

Obviously, Byron has seen through this point a long time ago. Jiang Ping thinks that this player may live the longest.