The disintegration of the dark web did not attract Chen Xun's attention.

This is an established fact. To Chen Xun, the psychological fluctuations of low-level monks are like flying insects under a transparent glass cover, which can be seen through at a glance.

What's more, if an adult steps on an ant nest and kills a group of ants, causing a commotion in the ant colony, he will not lower his head to observe it specifically.

He just randomly selects a spot of light marked by himself every day, sets it off as fireworks, and uploads it to the dark web.

He wants to destroy this group of people, regardless of who the individual is.

Being a member of the dark web is their original sin.

These days, Chen Xun finally lived a peaceful life for a while. He went to and from class every day, chatted with his roommates, went out to eat, drink and have fun, went home after school to guide Yan Xinyue in his cultivation, and took care of the spiritual vegetables grown in the backyard. Ten years passed like this. Someday.

Without external disturbances, hostile forces no longer dare to emerge. Under the governance of Wan Zonghai, the people of Linan live and work in peace and contentment. Zhongjingtang's performance is booming, and the output of the alchemy factory is also rising steadily with Zhao Daming and Li Hai watching.

Chen Xun felt that his fake mentality had finally become more and more like a normal person during this period of training in the world of mortals. He also had emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy. He would laugh when encountering interesting things, break his defense when he lost in a game, and be attacked by the opponent. Even after spraying, he could still hold back his murderous intent and not tear apart the space and explode him into blood mist...

In general, after experiencing a long life of cultivation in the upper world, Chen Xun is experiencing a brand new life. It is the life of an ordinary person who was suddenly pressed on the pause button in his previous life.

These were the eighty years he had lost.

During this period, many major events happened in China.

When the soul refining formation was placed in front of the four great patriarchs, despite their character, they couldn't help but stand up excitedly and clapped their palms red.

Even as one of the top ten strong men in the world, they still have things beyond their power.

Among them, the existence that destroyed the soul refining formation is definitely at the forefront.

When the spies reported that there was an important weapon somewhere in England that could change the world structure, the four patriarchs were immediately on pins and needles. The war had just died out, and everything was in ruins. They didn't want their country to suffer from war again, and they couldn't protect their descendants for generations to come. , what should we do?

Even if four people work together, it is impossible to find and destroy this unknown formation on the soil of England, because behind it are the Three Saints and Fred, plus the members of the National Defense Formation. Blessings, they have no chance of winning.

Therefore, in order to counterattack, the four great patriarchs could only order their respective families to secretly research some feasible skills that could be used to compete.

But for so long, those projects have died one after another.

They are just mortals, but they want to create the power to change the world. How easy is it?

This cannot be achieved by hard work, it also requires a lot of luck, and even requires gambling on the fate of the country.

However, what I didn't expect was that today, the descendants of the Qin family actually snatched back the Sword of Damocles that hung in the hearts of all Chinese people!

How can it not bring tears to your eyes!

Zhao Sangui stroked the solid formation eyes, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows. It was closer than touching his own grandson. He couldn't hold it back for a moment and sent a trace of spiritual energy into it. The formation was sensed and began to create dead warriors.

The created living dead are lifelike and full of evil spirits, just like the terracotta warriors and horses coming to life. The ones who died not long ago still have a trace of their own will, while the ones that have been dead for a long time have turned into machines that only know how to fight. However, these undead warriors have one thing in common. Point, that is, obey the orders of the formation operator!

The spiritual energy stored in the formation's eyes is vast, which is the power contributed by the creatures that have died within the formation's range for thousands of years. Li Xiuyuan roughly estimates that it can resurrect these 100,000 dead warriors about four times!

Four hundred thousand monks who are not afraid of death are enough to push the entire world!

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see such ancient treasures before my death. Even if I die on the spot, what's the regret!"

Zhao Sangui was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He turned his face away and quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle Zhao, please don't say any depressing words on this happy day. Now that the stone weighing on our hearts has been completely lifted, we should think about how to live a good life in the future!"

Di Hongrui's face was also flushed with excitement. The majesty and domineering power of the Chinese king in the past had long since dissipated. He stroked the rough outer wall of the formation, like a child who finally got the toy he had longed for for a long time.

Liu Yuan had enough admiration for the formation, and stroking his beard, he shouted to Qin Chaoyun, "Chaoyun! Come on, come to Grandpa Zu, you stinky boy, I underestimated you and you have a lot of potential! Even this formation You've snatched them all back, but Grandpa doesn't know how many surprises you still have!"

Qin Chaoyun stepped forward obediently and accepted everyone's rainbow fart. He was so blown away that even his shamelessness couldn't bear it.

Even Emperor Hongrui was so excited that he decided to declare Qin Chaoyun as his heir on the spot. Unfortunately, he had not yet become the head of the Qin family, which was against the rules and could only be discussed later.

"Brother Qin, come here, I'll give you a toast. From now on, we will rely on Brother Qin to take care of you!"

Brothers Liu Panlong and Liu Jihu came forward and complimented him with smiles on their faces.

"Brother Qin, I really envy you. If I had known this, why would I have returned to the Li family? What if I gave up the position of head of the family to my eldest brother? I have picked up sesame seeds and lost the watermelon!"

Li Chengxu also stepped forward, regretting his mistake.

He defeated his eldest brother and succeeded in inheriting the position of head of the Li family. With the formation training given by Chen Xun, he was also successfully promoted to a first-level Xuan-level formation mage.

It's a pity that this little progress seems so shabby in the face of Qin Chaoyun's rapid progress.

In the distance, Qin Lingxiao was receiving the compliments from the various masters with a glowing face, and he almost burst out laughing.

"Master Qin, your son has found a good master. This is a piece of shit luck. I will do the same thing another day!"

Zhao Tianci has a strange yin and yang aura.

"No, thanks to my good teaching, hahaha!" Qin Lingxiao laughed loudly, "But the head of the Zhao family is much braver than I thought. You are the one to stand up to Master Chen!"

He said giving a thumbs up.

Zhao Tianci was so angry that he had itching teeth, but he was helpless. Who made him blinded by lard before and became an enemy of Chen Xun? Now he is lucky to have not been wiped out. He must also thank Chen Xun for not looking down on the Zhao family. leg.

In the distance, there is still an endless stream of big families from the capital who came after hearing the news.

Even the powerful families came out to congratulate Qin Lingxiao with smiles on their faces, implying that they recognized the status of the Qin family and believed that they were qualified to sit on an equal footing with them.

Qin Chaoyun, who has made great contributions to China and is certain to be the king of China, will at least bless the Qin family's prosperity for three hundred years!

Later generations will bathe in his grace and worship him for a long time. These hundreds of years are enough to ensure that the Qin family has accumulated a wealth of power!

It's a pity that Qin Lingxiao no longer sees the class distinction between the rich and the nouveau riche.

In the past, the Qin family was like a lion eager to integrate into the pride, eager to be recognized and accepted, but now he has become a hunter with a bazooka in hand.

A pride of lions? Just blow it up with one cannon.

His father has reached the sky in one step because of his son's worth!

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