My Twenty-four Heavens

"No, it still doesn't work."

Qi Luck has successfully appeared, but after thinking about it, Zhang Tong shook his head dissatisfied.

The basis for the emergence of Qi Luck is the formation of planets.

But this formation itself is still somewhat inadequate.

This shortcoming is rigid!

According to the existing form of the planet, the formation can operate in accordance with the established law and continuously produce the power of Feng Shui.

But if the pattern of the planet changes, the formation is likely to fail.

It is not impossible that the planetary pattern has changed.

Earth movement, volcanic eruptions, melting icebergs, meteorites fall... a large number of natural phenomena can cause earth-shaking changes in the planet's environment.

Not to mention that once the national civilization is really born, it will be easier to change the environment once there are strong people who can move mountains and fill the sea.

"So, this formation has to be flexible and changeable."

Zhang Tong frowned and began to re-deduct the game on the basis of the existing formation.

This deduction took hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years have passed, the formation of the entire planet has become natural.

Even in the vicissitudes of life, the formation itself will still exist.

Because what Zhang Tong has put down now is no longer a formation, but a rule.

Take the formation as a representation to set the rules for this world.

Under such circumstances, the foundation for the birth of the civilization of the nation is completely laid.

"The next step is to create the world and everything."

Looking at the still barren world, Zhang Tong stretched out his hand towards the sky, and the pouring rain suddenly fell from the sky.

Raining rain!

Countless primitive cells flooded every corner of the world with the rain, forming the basis for the birth of life.

These primitive cells quickly evolved into various kinds of life in the next hundreds of millions of years.

Repeatedly, Vientiane is renewed.

It took 300 million years for the world to have a stable ecosystem.

And because of the existence of feng shui in this world, the overlords of the first earth, relying on their ferocious spiritual will, gave birth to a power called Blood Fiend in their bodies.

The great feng shui array can make the spirit manifest into some kind of extraordinary power.

Although the fierce beasts have no wisdom, their spirit is full of cruelty and wildness, and this cruelty and wildness naturally evolved into the blood evil spirit.

This is reasonable.

The fierce beast with the power of blood evil is already called a beast.

They ran rampant on the earth and ruled the earth for a long period of time. All species must surrender to the mighty power of the beasts.

It wasn't until some reminders of the smaller beings began to slowly give birth to their own wisdom, that everything changed.

With wisdom, you can think.

If you can think, you know how to use it.

Those beings who learned to think quickly discovered the mystery of Qi Luck.

This kind of thing seems to be natural, it is difficult to improve through acquired exercise.

On the contrary, Qi Luck can continue to strengthen their bodies, allowing them to have more powerful strength, and...monster!

In the process of groping, the monster clan also began to discover that when they came together to form an alliance, their luck could fuse together.

The fusion of Qi Luck can often be blessed on the leader's body, making the leader stronger.

Thus, the civilization of this world ushered in an inflection point.

The originally weak monster race began to grow up gradually. They established primitive tribes and used the power of the tribe to fight against the ancient beasts.

The era of the monster race has just arrived.

However, Yaozu was restricted by thought and nature, and has never taken the path of establishing a fortune.

"So, this kind of thing has to be done by humans."

Zhang Tong observed the changes in this world, and finally shook his head and chuckled, and reached out his hand towards the earth. A group of primitive humans were born in the soil.

After the initial panic and hardship, the wisdom of mankind began to show up.

Human beings accustomed to living in groups soon discovered the existence of luck.

Because of the existence of Qi Luck, the bodies of those with status in the tribe have become stronger and stronger.

But this kind of power is far from being compared with the Yaozu.

Human beings nowadays have no civilization after all.

"But I believe that human beings will create their own thoughts and civilizations."

"Like the Hundred Schools of the Warring States Period, human wisdom will eventually shine."

"I just don't know if this world will give birth to the first emperor who swept the wasteland and Liuhe."

Zhang Tong is very interested in this new world.

Compared to other worlds where the strong can move mountains and fill the sea, this world is more like a human world.

Under the leadership of tribal leaders, the human race struggled to survive in a primitive and wild environment.

They started to invent words, they started to create music, and the original culture appeared.

With words, ideas can be carried and they can collide with each other.

The human heritage is beginning to strengthen!

However, this enhancement did not improve the strength of the human race. In the wild world, the human race is similar to other weak races, but it is a food-like existence.

It's too hard!

Just seeing a little hope, everything in the human race was ruthlessly destroyed by the demon race.

As the creator, Zhang Tong frowned.

"Maybe... the players should be allowed in?"

For Zhang Tong, the player of the earth is the sword in his hand, and he can arrange it whatever he wants.

Let the player travel into this world in the form of a human, and it will definitely make the mind of this world usher in a completely reborn metamorphosis.

When the time comes, a wise human race will embark on the road of fortune in all likelihood.

As for whether this world will be thoroughly attacked by players?

Zhang Tong said that it does not exist at all.

In the real world, those things between Liu Xiu and Wang Mang have proved who is the uncle.

The one who travels is ultimately no match for the son of luck.

Even if your operation is as fierce as a tiger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The son of luck doesn't have to do anything, God, if a meteorite comes down, everything is over.

As the will of the world, Zhang Tong also has this ability.

Let this world always belong to the aboriginal, for Zhang Tong is not south at all.

"In that case...then it's so decided!"

Zhang Tong thought about it carefully, and decided to introduce players into the arena.

Let them be born in various tribes, just like the lord of the whole people, and lead their own tribes to develop.

Then when it's almost time... either they die and quit, or Zhang Tong finds a chance to kill them.

In short, this world must belong to indigenous people.

This is the will of the universe, and no one can stop it.

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