The throne of God is waiting for me

This roll of the list is worthy of its name, and its biggest function is to confer gods. The owner of the Conferred God List can copy the authority of the Great Dao that he holds on it, and then grant it to others through the Conferred God List. This is only a temporary loan, and once the owner of the Conferred God List wants to take it back, he can do so at any time.

Those who are selected by the Conferred God List are granted the authority of the Great Dao. Even if they are just ordinary mortals the moment before, they can directly cross the distance between immortals and mortals and become supreme gods the next moment.

The former Human Emperor, now the Lord of the Samsara Hall, is like this. After that, there were other geniuses in the years who were favored by Xiao Wang and were also conferred as gods by a Conferred God List when they died.

Under Xiao Wang's plan, these people are in charge of the reincarnation of life and death, the four seasons, the yin and yang, the five elements, the changes of the stars, the mountains and rivers of the world, the sea veins of the four seas... and other powers. Xiao Wang cast a heavenly palace outside the present world. There are nine palaces under the main hall, representing the nine gods under his command.

In order to prevent these gods who suddenly have power from interfering too much in the human world, Xiao Wang made a decision.

High in the Heavenly Palace beyond the thirty-three heavens, Xiao Wang looked down at the whole world. The Fu Cang sword in his hand gently vibrated with his mind, and on the sword body that was as clear as autumn water and as cold as ice, the bright light of the people's faith surged like a tide.

Clang!

The Fu Cang sword was unsheathed, and the sword light lit up between heaven and earth. When the sword came out, the world moved. The sword divided the three realms, and the heaven, earth and people did not interfere with each other.

From then on, the heaven, the human world and the underworld were each one. If there were people with extraordinary talents in the world, who practiced the method of visualization or the great way of divine text and crossed the boundary between immortals and mortals, they could ascend to the heaven and enter the nine palaces of the Heavenly Palace. Or if there were people with great merits in the world, they would enter the underworld after death, and they might also be deified in the underworld and immortal forever.

——

Xiao Wang's series of actions made the laws of this world more perfect and orderly, and also brought him a steady stream of heavenly merits.

Bathed in the vast amount of heavenly virtue, Xiao Wang felt that his soul was recovering bit by bit, and even became more perfect. Just like a cracked glass bottle became clean and transparent again, and even because some impurities were removed, the quality was improved a little.

But he also keenly noticed the gap between himself and this world.

For this world, he is always an outsider. Although the attitude of heaven and earth towards him is no longer as repulsive as it was at the beginning, it will never be 100% compatible.

This means that Xiao Wang will never be able to completely control the authority of the great way of this world, let alone climb to a higher realm.

...Working hard to perfect the laws of this world, but in the end, the authority of a world is handed over to the person appointed by the heaven?

In front of the Heavenly Palace, Xiao Wang looked down at the dark sky with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and almost cold. His eyes were bright, and there seemed to be a flash of sword light in his eyes, and the whole heaven was faintly shaken by it.

...I'm afraid he can't do such a thing.

Although he had forgotten his origins, Xiao Wang's obsession had never changed. He not only wanted to stand at the top of this world, but also to transcend this world, find back his past memories, and enjoy the scenery on the top of the peak.

——Since his current identity could never be accepted by the world, he would cut off his own body, re-enter the reincarnation, use the power of the Great Dao in his hand as a disguise, deceive the Heavenly Dao, and finally return again with another brand-new identity.

A roll of golden list flew up from his sleeve, flying higher and higher, and soon covered the sun and moon. Whether it was the heaven, the underworld, or the human world, they were all covered by this roll of the Conferred God List at this time. The laws of the Great Dao lit up on it like the light of the stars.

"Refine!"

A cold voice came from outside the thirty-three heavens, like the sound of the Great Dao.

The laws were intertwined on the golden list, and the Great Dao God Culture made talismans to fill it.

The shadow of the Conferred God List gradually faded and returned to Xiao Wang's hands. He used the laws of the Great Dao as his brush and ink to draw all the scenes of the three realms that had just been covered, turning them into a picture of the splendid universe. Every stroke of ink on the scroll contained a trace of law.

At this moment, Xiao Wang stripped away all the laws of the Great Dao that he had comprehended and completely transferred them to the splendid universe. And his own aura began to decline infinitely.

——Even if he is already the head of the gods, and everyone in heaven and on earth respects him, but if this life is destined to fail to achieve the goal, then this supreme and noble status and unfathomable strength are nothing more than this! If it can pave the way for the success of the next life, even if it is all abandoned, it is not a pity!

Xiao Wang believed that even if he started over, he would still reach this realm.

"...The art of reincarnation of heaven and man."

He closed his eyes slightly, and a faint wave emanated from his body. He cut himself into two balls of spiritual light and threw himself into the reincarnation channel specially opened for himself.

In the Three Realms, countless people were in doubt about the changes that had happened before. Suddenly, a subtle wave spread from heaven and earth. Whether it was the heaven, the underworld, or the human world, they all shook slightly.

The next moment, the earth shook, the terrifying thunder rolled in the sky, and the thunder dragons danced wildly.

In the sky and on the ground, the creatures of the Three Realms, all felt an unconcealable sadness in their hearts.

The heavy snow fell without warning, covering the entire world with a white, green mountains, green waters, blue sky and white clouds all lost their color, and the whole world seemed to be only black and white.

The sun set in the west, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.

"The world lost its color, and all things mourned. This strange phenomenon..."

At this moment, countless immortals and gods changed color in horror.

"This is impossible!... The God of Beginning, Emperor Fuli, the Lord of Fuli Jiuque... has fallen?!"

This sudden snowstorm swept across the three realms, and the human world was almost frozen by the heavy snow, which lasted for a whole day and night.

Every year since then, on the same day, the snowstorm will come as promised and sweep between heaven and earth. People also call this day "Sacrifice Day".

——

Human World.

Thousands of years have passed slowly.

The ancient stories have completely become legends. The concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth is no longer sufficient, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for the human race to practice. However, there are still many people who are eager to ascend to the legendary heaven and enjoy eternal life.

The once unified human race has gone through dozens of dynasties and has long been divided again. The Nine Provinces of the Central Region set up by the Human Emperor is no longer stable because of the separation and reunion of the dynasties. The hundreds of races expelled to the four seas and eight wildernesses are ready to move and spy on the Nine Provinces.

The human race is divided and fighting endlessly. Practitioners are devoted to seeking the truth. Because of the lack of spiritual energy, many people participate in the chaos of various countries, hoping to use the dragon energy of the dynasty to improve.

The nine states in the Central Region are in chaos.

…

It is another year of worshipping the gods. The heavy snow has been falling until late at night.

On an inconspicuous hill somewhere, in front of a dilapidated Taoist temple. The elderly master of the temple trembled and pushed open the door. Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the wind and snow, and a gray-looking scroll wrapped in something fell from the snow.

He subconsciously reached out to take it.

In the gray scroll embroidered with splendid mountains and rivers, the face of a baby sleeping peacefully appeared.

Although the wind and snow were strong, no snowflakes fell on the swaddling clothes, and the cold wind did not freeze the sleeping baby at all.

The baby's face was as white as snow, and his body was as crystal as glass, just like a fairy child carved by heaven.

The old master suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his fingers trembled as he touched the swaddling clothes: "...Innate Dao Body?!"

At the same time, in the capital of a certain kingdom.

Inside the palace, a palace was brightly lit, and hurried footsteps sounded inside and outside the palace. A young man with a brocade crown dressed as a prince walked back and forth anxiously.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew. A fairy sword came from the sky and inserted into the stone steps in front of the palace. A faint dragon energy wave emanated outward, and no one could get within three feet of it.

Cheers rang out in the palace. A little prince was born quietly.

At that moment, the wind and snow stopped abruptly. The day of worshiping the gods was interrupted abruptly for the first time, and the heavy snow that was supposed to cover a day and a night stopped inexplicably. Layers of cold fog dissipated.

The morning sun jumped out from the sky, and the golden light spread all over the world.

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Chapter 94 Earth Volume 1

On one side of the towering cliff, a torrent rushed down, and the snow-white waves hit the rocks. A figure stepped on the waterfall and leisurely descended from the top of the mountain, like riding a silk thread.

He landed gently on a soft grass at the bottom of the cliff. His snow-white clothes were spotless, and not even a drop of water was splashed on his body. His breathing was peaceful and long, and his rhythm was still slow and natural. Obviously, the action just now was just normal for him.

This was a boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. His crow-like black hair was not tied up, and his snow-white Taoist robe was simple and unadorned. It was just the simplest clothing, but this young Taoist wore it with the charm of a true immortal.

However, the light in his eyes was too clear and cold, as if it condensed the frost of the Northern Territory, without a trace of human aura. It made his face, which was originally beautiful and graceful, look like it was cast from ice and snow.

The young Taoist stood still on the ground, and his eyes just swept lightly. The surrounding mountains and forests immediately appeared in the black and white of ink painting in his eyes, and the demonic aura that permeated the mountains and forests was like a stroke deliberately added on the ink painting, which was particularly eye-catching.

"In just half a month, cholera has already spread to several major county cities one after another, and it is hard to tell whether it is real or fake... This demon is well versed in military tactics." He looked at the black line extending all the way in the black and white world seriously, and his tone was flat, without any emotion.

The next moment, following the clear black line in his eyes, the young Taoist had already jumped out of the mountains and forests to chase. The breeze blew up his snow-white clothes, and he seemed to turn into a light cloud and disappeared in an instant.

——

Yue State, Fufeng County, County City.

"Boom!"

A strong storm of sword energy stirred up, and a shadow broke through the door of the brothel and stumbled to the street. There was only one strong thought in her mind: "Run! The farther the better!"

The thin red gauze on her body fell off a large piece at this time, revealing her white and almost glowing skin. The panic expression made her charming face even more charming, and the men on the street couldn't help but show their obsession.

Another figure followed closely behind her, like riding the wind and stepping on the clouds, and suddenly came.

The peach wood sword in the man's hand shot out with lightning, and the sword body was wrapped with wind and thunder. It pierced through the heart and nailed the woman in front of her to the ground with a "clang".

"Ah!" In the scream, the beautiful facial features were twisted because of the pain. The woman on the ground kept rolling, twisting her limbs like a snake, but she couldn't get out of this small place. The faint golden light on the peach wood sword suppressed her here.

A young Taoist in a plain white Taoist robe walked over slowly, looking down at the woman who was twisting and struggling under the thousand-year-old peach wood sword.

"Please spare my life, sir..." As she struggled hard, her red skirt fluttered, and every inch of the woman's exposed skin seemed to exude an indescribable temptation. At this moment, she raised her face and looked at the young man, with affection flowing in her eyes, and her soft voice was like a breeze blowing gently through people's hearts, "Whatever you want me to do... I can do it~"

"...Then you will die."

The young Taoist's eyes were clear and cold, and he responded to her words.

He moved his mind, and the peach wood sword instantly ignited a fierce flame. The dark white flame began to burn violently from the heart where the sword pierced, and the woman screamed and rolled over. The legs under the red skirt slowly changed, and a long snake tail loomed.

Until then, another figure finally came out of the brothel panting. It was a tall and thin young man dressed in silk and satin. He shouted from afar: "Lian'er! Lian'er, are you okay?"

"You little Taoist, why are you bullying me-ah!"

When he got closer, the young man finally saw the changes in the scene. A dark snake tail rolled towards him. The young man widened his eyes in fear and fell to the ground. But he just barely avoided this unexpected attack.

He trembled and couldn't speak.

The flames quickly disappeared, and the snake demon died in pain, leaving only a pool of dark ashes on the ground. The young Taoist was very angry at the young man who chased him out.