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Ten years to sharpen a sword. Frost blade tried.

The sword strikes.

The blue-shirted Taoist came out with a sword.

All things fell silent for it, and heaven and earth fell for it.

The completely shattered firmament was gradually recovering, and at this moment, everything was frozen.

This moment is destined to become eternal and also destined to become a myth.

The ruined Xiangyang City was still there, but Qiu Shuji’s expression carried an unimaginable excitement.

Although Xiangyang is broken, Huaxia is still there.

At the end of the dynasty, Shenzhou did not sink.

The little junior brother is also fine.

“Ahem!”

A soft cough sounded, at this time, even he was covered in injuries, but at this moment, only a smile bloomed on his face.

In the midst of a broken city.

The desperate people also saw hope at this moment.

Smiles also appear.

Not even only Xiangyang City, the whole world, this piece of Chinese civilization has a smile.

There is no China behind Yashan, and in the slow long river trajectory, it is like a huge and bulky chariot, but at this moment it is not able to finally slide into the abyss along the established trajectory.

One man, one sword.

A heavenly graben.

Cut off the track.

The brakes were pressed.

The whole time also seemed to be completely condensed at this moment.

High in the sky, the illusory figure slowly disappeared.

Northwest.

In the middle of the desert.

Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his face was slightly pale, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but bring a smile.

History is in his hands, and it has finally changed.

This time, the will of heaven and earth could not stop his existence.

Although his consumption at this moment was also extremely huge, his divine sense was almost drained, and even this breakthrough process began to slow down, but the results were gratifying enough.

“Soon!”

Feeling the golden pill that gradually took shape in his body, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but bring an expectation.

At this moment, he can be said to have reached the Golden Pill Realm, and the difference is energy accumulation.

And this accumulation has reached a very high level within twenty years.

It doesn’t take long to feel like it’s completely settled.

His eyes closed, and the aura around him swept in again.

At this moment, he fell completely silent.

Didn’t pay attention to everything in the outside world.

Hundreds of thousands of Mongolian Yuan troops were completely annihilated, including Kublai Khan, and tens of thousands of Mongolian iron horses, not to mention for Meng Yuan, even for the Mongol Empire, this was an unimaginable blow.

The fire of Chinese civilization was preserved at this moment.

As for the original dynasty.

Jiang Chen didn’t care whether the disintegrating dynasty could continue, and that was not what he needed to care about.

All he cares about is this one people.

And now that’s enough.

And that’s exactly what happened.

Even if the corrective power of history is strong enough.

But this time, Jiang Chen almost completely overturned the entire chessboard, and even if it was a restored history, it could not be replenished at all.

The newly established Meng Yuan fell into chaos.

Kublai Khan’s Khan’s throne was not very justified.

In the ninth year of the Mongol Emperor Xianzong, Meng Ge was killed in the Diaoyu Mountain in Hezhou, Sichuan.

Kublai Khan, sent by Kublai Khan’s half-brother Mo Ge, who was in Sichuan, announced the news and asked Kublai Khan to return north to inherit the imperial throne.

In the first year of the Chinese unification, Kublai Khan arrived with his army. Dispersed the militia recruited by Torichi. Kublai Khan led his army to garrison the outskirts of Yanjing, spent the whole winter, and actively liaised with the kings, held the Kuritai Conference in the spring of the first year of the Chinese unification, and held the enthronement ceremony, which can be said to directly preempt a head start, catching the other three major khanates by surprise.

But Mengyuan’s strength is strong, with the help of the powerful manpower and material resources of the Central Plains, in the entire Mongol Empire, Kublai Khan has become the strongest, and other khanates can only pinch their noses even if they don’t want to recognize it.

However, this time, the entire Kublai Khan’s strength exceeded ninety percent, including Kublai himself was completely buried.

Although there is also the power of the four major khanates, the strength of the four major khanates is obviously much smaller.

At this moment, he was completely agitated.

The whole of this huge land, from the northern steppe, to Central Asia, to West Asia, to Europe, the fight began.

The fights between the steppe people were more brutal and chaotic than those in the Central Plains.

And the land of Shenzhou, at this moment, finally has a chance to breathe.

Although because of the collapse of the Great Song Dynasty, it involuntarily also entered the chaotic world, but compared to Meng Yuan’s rule, it was undoubtedly much better, and the entire Jiangnan was not subjected to devastating blows.

Everything seems to be heading in a good direction.

After the chaos, new dynasties will be built on top of the old ruins.

Maybe there is one less aura, but this aura, maybe it’s better not to have it.

Time flies.

Seasons.

The chaos in the steppe was eventually calming down.

Meng Yuan’s regime still appeared on this land.

It’s just that outside Xiangyang City, that huge chasm has become a heavenly barrier.

Meng Yuan’s iron horse was no longer capable of stepping on.

It’s not that you can’t, it’s that you can’t.

Don’t dare.

That sword from heaven and earth is like a god, even if it is an immortal heaven.

Even, many Mongols began to have more respect for China and this ancient Eastern civilization, and they were also more frightened.

Even if many people don’t see it.

But the army of hundreds of thousands that was completely destroyed.

As well as outside Xiangyang City, the crack that almost crossed the end of the entire line of sight could clearly tell them that it was not a legend, nor a myth, nor a frightening existence, but a real reality.

Even if someone doesn’t believe it.

There were even Western khanates that wanted to try it from the northwest and invade this land.

But that day.

Above the South Mountain.

An old man with white hair descended from the mountain.

Heading towards the Western Regions.

One man, one sword.

October and back.

The khanate was silent.

When Jiang Chen shattered the will of heaven and earth that day, then the general trend surrounding Mengyuan had already disappeared, let alone just an existence of one of the four great khanates.

The general trend on its body does not exist.

The mortal body, how to resist the immortal cultivator.

At this moment, the name of the Nanshan Immortal was completely spread.

Mostly in the middle.

Mengyuan’s script gradually became Chinese characters.

And this part of civilization.

This legend even followed Meng Yuan’s iron horse towards Europe.

Passed to the end of the world.

Let more people have curiosity about the East.

Far west.

Among the broken ruins.

A young waiter listened to the old man’s narration, his eyes full of expectation.

And in his heart, there is already a vague idea gradually taking shape.

“He is going to the East, to the place where even the whip of God is broken.”

“Kingdom of Heaven!”

“Great Lord, is the kingdom of heaven in the East?”

Praying softly, his hand was the cross of civilization destroyed.

Constantinople.

The existence of this city, which is known as the city that never falls in the West, has long been completely reduced to ruins in the roar of Eastern artillery.

On the road to conquest, the Mongols have long understood how to conquer the world, and they have used Eastern technology to blast open the doors of the Western world, using Western bacteriological warfare to disintegrate Eastern cities one after another.

Constantinople is no exception.

It’s just fortunate that the complete collapse of the Mengyuan Empire in the East allowed the West to survive.

Under the shattered castle, a filthy beggar opened a letter that he didn’t know who had delivered it.

“The whip of God, from the place where the sun rises, they are not invincible, not long ago they suffered unimaginable fiasco in the East…”

“In the land of that silk, the kingdom of angels, where the kingdom of heaven is, has the power to disintegrate the whip of God.”

“Is that an unimaginable civilization and a land of gods?”

“Dante, go, the Lord needs your glory.

The young beggar’s turquoise eyes widened, and his eyes were full of suffocation.

He couldn’t imagine that such a powerful whip of God would break in the east, nor could he imagine what kind of power could stop such a powerful demon.

Yet he seemed to have to believe it.

For this is the consciousness of the Lord, the secret message from the Pope’s crown.

“Lord!”

“I will find the kingdom of heaven.”

“The Lord is with me.”

The filthy beggar prayed, holy in his piety.

And at this moment he set out, towards the east, towards the place where the earth rose, and he was looking for the kingdom of heaven, for the glory that belonged to the Lord.

———— in The Divine Comedy, Dante travels through space and time, with both real and mythical figures. Finally, he wandered into heaven and meditated on the perfection of creation, from which he understood that God is the joyful Creator; It is precisely because of God-given souls that people can appreciate the world created by God.

That year Dante brought myth, brought hope, brought light from the far east.

He is the Lord, He is the Light, and He is the greatest legend of the Gods.

…….

(Big chapter, will write part of the West, but only occasionally one or two, and the main line does not have much impact, the same as before, just a foreshadowing!) )_

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