After such a long period of accumulation, such a group of people may become like gods, and between heaven and man, there will really be scenes like the fairyland and the human world.
"Or should I maintain my current state and lead everyone to transcendence?"
"Extraordinary people and mortals are not on opposite sides, but rather they can fuse their extraordinary powers and apply them to human memories to achieve incredible results.
With the help of talismans, fresh fish from the coast can be sent to the northern border and to the inland area far away from the ocean.
With the power of practitioners, they can also create incredible ancient cities and ancient palaces that float in the sky and never fall.
If such a powerful productive force is used for development, it will have a huge impact on the entire world."
Zhang Mingtu fell into deep thought and doubt, not knowing how to make a decision, but after a moment he smiled softly again.
"I was completely overly concerned. With the current conditions, we can't even gather a small dragon vein, let alone use the entire Daxia as a core to create an incredibly magnificent dragon vein. That is completely unrealistic. I will let future generations consider the future. What I need to do now is to improve my strength as much as possible and change the future."
There were many things that could be recorded in this round of the Book of Life and Death. It took Zhang Mingtu half the night to sort out almost all of them.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone table, Zhang Mingtu tapped the table with his knuckles, making a dull sound.
Then he suddenly laughed again.
“The future is indeed depressing, but for now, it is still bright.
In the past, when I achieved such a great result, I could only secretly rejoice and could not share it with others. But now it is completely different."
A thought touched the ancient sword, renamed Chixiao, which was still brewing in his body. The next moment, Zhang Mingtu had already entered the legendary underworld.
Of course, the Netherworld today is just a prototype, empty and without many items.
The entire sky was vast and boundless, without any hearts or moonlight to embellish it, appearing extremely dark. Wisps of green mist permeated the entire world, making it difficult to see clearly.
But at the same time, related buildings emerged one after another across the entire world, and this was not changed by Zhang Mingtu's personal will.
The entire underworld seems to be a projection of the human world in this world. The mountains, rivers, landforms and related buildings of the human world all emerge in this world.
The only difference is that the whole world is covered with a layer of dark color, which looks gloomy.
"It's still not enough, there are many things missing!"
Zhang Mingtu whispered. Compared to the underworld he remembered from his previous life, this underworld lacked so many things: Yama Palace, the Nine Netherworld, the Naihe Bridge, and Meng Po...
It just replicated the human world one-to-one.
Zhang Mingtu had thought about changing before, but even he himself didn’t know how to change.
Now that he has the support of some future brothers and a deeper connection with the entire underworld, some innate abilities have resurfaced in his mind.
Or rather, they did not reappear in his mind, they had always existed, but Zhang Mingtu had no way to use them before.
A thought emerged, and above the mountain where Zhang Mingtu first appeared, dark green mist surged, outlining a palace in the underworld from the Journey to the West that Zhang Mingtu had read as a child.
The thought was completely outlined the moment it came to mind, but Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but sigh softly as he watched it.
The patterns on the palace were so delicate, but when Zhang Mingtu exhaled lightly, the whole palace began to shake, and then it floated up lightly.
"It's a complete empty shell... It's not that the Netherworld doesn't have the ability to construct palaces or anything like that, but the current Netherworld is too empty and its connection with the human world is too sparse. I can construct all kinds of special structures, but they're all almost fantasy-like, able to float away with a gentle breath. They have no material basis!"
Zhang Mingtu sighed heavily, feeling that his newfound authority was basically useless. But after a moment's silence, he still worked hard to outline. Not only did he outline the electric palaces of the Ten Kings of Hell in his memory, he also outlined a yellow river above his head that ran through the entire sky and earth.
If we have the underworld, how can we not have the Ten Kings of Hell and the Yellow Springs?
At the same time, he imagined the Naihe Bridge, the other shore, and the red spider lily in his memory and sketched them above the sky.
After being busy for half a day, he finally felt the feeling of the underworld that he remembered from his previous life.
Then Zhang Mingtu spent some time and effort to make the eighteen heavens appear above his head. It was not the heaven, but the eighteen hells.
"Hmm...it's not a good idea to have the Eighteen Hells hanging in the sky. It's better to hang them underground."
"Well, almost there!"
After Zhang Mingtu had sketched out most of the mythological scenes in his memory, he looked left and right. He was satisfied, nodded, and then clapped his hands.
Then he followed the mark left by the last time he summoned many characters.
A flash of inspiration.
…
Lu area, Dengzhou.
Qi Guangji was about to fall asleep when his heart suddenly moved. He felt a mysterious call. In that call, he vaguely saw two figures walking towards him.
The two characters were dressed very similarly, both wearing tall hats and with ghostly pale faces. One of them had a long tongue sticking out of his mouth, far exceeding the limits of a normal person.
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