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[In the year... of the evolution of the world, the "Demon Slayer Master" came to the world and taught the Dharma overnight. For the first time, humans mastered the practice...

This incident triggered a great discussion in human society, and finally attributed it to God... Some people are afraid of it, and some people are strong because of it...

Compared to the huge total population, there are not many people who can truly meditate by their own strength, and even fewer who persist, but in the end there are still people and demons who have inherited it.

Compared to humans who are innately matched to the breath-taking method, it is particularly difficult for demons to master the human breathing method. However, their natural acumen makes them realize the value of this practice method.

As a result, a few of them began to try to imitate human body evolution, and no one knew what this meant...

As for human society, in the first two years after that mysterious transmission, few people knew that a new era was breaking out...]

[...Until the third year, a practitioner who called himself "Wang Tiefu" walked out of the small village at the foot of Dahuang Mountain in Shengguo, and stepped into the rolling world of mortals with one person and one knife.

Slay demons along the way, become famous in the country, worship the generals of the prosperous country, gather monks from all over the world, build a demon-slaying army, and officially announce the arrival of the era of "cultivation warriors"...]

As lines of text appear on the run log.

In Lin Tuo's field of vision, the lines of ether between heaven and earth also increased significantly.

Moreover, he found that compared to before, the text description in the operation log this time seemed to be more specific, smoother, and less rigid.

In the past, most text descriptions started with a date, followed by a description of the event. Although accurate, it still required him to sort out the information and connect it together.

Nowadays, the sentences and methods of description have changed slightly, making them simpler and easier to read.

This made him increasingly suspicious that the Evolution Sandbox itself was also "evolving".

In contrast, the information revealed in this description surprised him even more.

"Have demons also mastered the Breathing Technique... Well, this is not surprising. After all, the 'breathing' spell covers all higher intelligent life forms. It is normal for demons to be included...

But, what does it mean that some monsters imitate human evolution?

Is it evolved to make the structure of the body more human-like and more suitable for the practice of Breathing Technique? What kind of ability is this? Transformation?"

"Also...Wang Tiefu...could this geographical location and name be that of the villager named Wang Tie in that mountain village? He changed his name when he went out? He even entered the Shengguo court?"

Lin Tuo stood in the long river of time, his eyes showed surprise, and after a moment he couldn't help but exclaimed, the fate of life is indeed mysterious.

Thinking about it, he controlled his body and continued flying, overlooking the countries along the way.

The text on the run log continues:

[In the next more than two hundred years, martial arts practitioners traveled around various countries, either entering the court or walking in the world of mortals. The name of the demon slayer also spread from the prosperous country and gradually became a common phenomenon.

At the same time, Ding was experiencing domestic troubles, declining national fortunes, successive years of disaster, suffering for the people, divisions between princes, and unrest in the Ding dynasty]

[In the third hundred years, the century-old demon in the Ding Kingdom succeeded in transforming into a human being and took over the government and the public, triggering the "Central Ding Political Rebellion". Coinciding with the mutiny, the dynasty was in turmoil. Between July and July, 72 princes rose up one after another, and Ding

The dynasty fell apart]

[On the 23rd of March, six princes forced the palace, and ninety-eight demon-slaying masters joined forces to bloodbath the palace, slaying the royal family of the Ding Kingdom. The demon was seriously injured and escaped, and disappeared... The six hundred years of rule of the Dading Dynasty came to an end, and the era of princes came to an end.

advent】

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At the same time as the light and shadow changed, Lin Tuo, who was walking high in the sky, saw war smoke rising everywhere under his feet, the people were displaced, and dozens of vassal states were in chaos and fighting endlessly.

The fields are barren, the water channels are stained with blood, warrior practitioners are looking around, and they are making waves in the form of great monsters. The entire land is almost a scorched earth.

[Twenty-one years later, the era of war between princes ended, the prosperous country rose, and the continent was unified]

[In the same year, the Emperor of Sheng Guo established his capital in Changle, established three Dukes, and established prefectures and counties. The country was named "Sheng" and became the Dasheng Dynasty]

[The following year, the demon-slaying army was disbanded, changed to Qin Tianjian, and a martial arts examination system was established. The examination was held every three years to recruit monks from all over the world and bring peace to the land and the people]

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With the "click" sound, Lin Tuo saw that the whole world had become quiet.

The smoke cleared, the fields were renewed, the old cities disappeared, the new empire gradually rose, and the ether concentration also resumed its growth momentum, with the establishment of the "Qintian Prison" and "Wukao".

Clearly discernible, the etheric lines stretched out by human monks increased again.

In the next few minutes, the information appearing in the text in the operation log became brief again, but it was also possible to clearly understand the development of Dasheng Kingdom.

The cities on the ground are changing, the population is increasing, and the human country has entered the feudal era. Looking from the sky, there is a vague atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty.

The flow of time around him also obviously slowed down a lot, and the flowing river of time was no longer impossible to capture. Looking up, Lin Tuo happily saw the stars flowing all over the sky, and the rising sun spinning endlessly.

Before I knew it, another three hundred spring and autumn years passed.

It seems that everything is fine, but... there is little mention of the development of the practice system in the operation log.

The most valuable one only briefly mentions that Gouqin Tianjian has established a level of cultivating warriors from the ninth to the first level.

"I don't know if human monks have achieved results after hundreds of years." Thinking to himself, Lin Tuo made a thought and drifted towards King Sheng's capital.

In the blink of an eye, he landed on one of the main streets in the city, surrounded by figures, carriages and horses, which were walking residents. They passed directly through Lin Tuo's body without any intersection.

He watched for a while and walked forward, as if he was looking for something. After a while, he stopped under a teahouse, looked up at the storyteller who seemed to be resident there, and thought to himself:

"How about this?"

Immediately, he jumped, landed on the roof of the teahouse, sat down, called up the virtual panel, and adjusted the time to 1:1.

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"Boom..." The next second, the whole world suddenly slowed down. In Lin Tuo's ears, it was no longer a silent time, but a real world.

In an instant, the originally fuzzy details suddenly became clear, and countless thin and noisy sounds spewed out, causing him to feel temporarily uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly to adapt to the violent impact.

"It feels... like motion sickness." Lin Tuo complained in his mind, squinting his eyes and looking at the sun hanging in the sky.

Well, the timing of the pause is very good, it is when the sun is the warmest in the afternoon.

The season is probably midsummer.

Sitting on the roof of this antique teahouse, he could easily see the streets in front of him, the pedestrians, and the green trees growing out of the courtyards paved with gray tiles.

And, a group of birds flying in the buildings ahead.

The noise on the street did not disturb this place, and no one noticed that there was a figure wearing a cloak on the top of the tall teahouse.

Listening carefully, the storyteller's voice came from the open window at his feet and he became clear:

"...It was too late to say it, but it was so quick. Wang Xundao took out his sword from its sheath, and his true energy burst out. With just one knife, he cut off half of the arm of the transformed demon, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror..."

"Huo!"

"good!"

The story seemed to be reaching its climax, and there was a burst of applause in the teahouse.

It’s just that some old tea drinkers don’t seem satisfied:

"Can you change the paragraph? I've listened to this paragraph many times. Besides, if I remember correctly, the last time you talked about it, you were talking about cutting off the tail with a knife. Why did it become a hand again?"

In the teahouse, the storyteller in a cloth shirt was not annoyed. He smiled and drank some water and said:

"Isn't this just because I'm worried that you might be tired of listening to it? Of course the content cannot be the same. Moreover, what kind of master is Wang Jian? He is the only strong man in the first-grade martial arts realm in the world today.

How many great monsters have he killed in his form? Do you dare to say that he has never killed monsters according to the method I told you?"

Perhaps because they were familiar with each other, or perhaps because the bookmaker's words touched some of the strange jokes in the people of Dasheng, the audience in the teahouse burst into laughter.

The atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant.

"Speaking of which, this martial arts exam is about to begin. I see a lot of candidates coming to the city recently." Someone suddenly said.

"Probably so. It's just that Qin Tian Jian hasn't issued a notice yet, but it will be soon. Aren't the martial arts exams in the past also held in this month?"

The martial arts examination, as a selection examination for martial arts practitioners throughout the Dasheng Kingdom, has a very high status in the hearts of the people of Dasheng, even surpassing the civil examination.

Every time, it attracts the attention of the entire capital.

Once you successfully pass the exam and enter the Qintian Prison, whether you are sent to various counties and counties to guard local areas, or you join the army to defend against foreign enemies, it is an excellent way out.

After all, only by entering Qintian Prison can one be considered a true "demon slayer".

"Speaking of which, I wonder if Wang Jianzheng will come over for this martial arts test?"

"Probably not. Wang Jianzheng has long since resigned from the post of Qintian Supervisor. The last time he came forward, he was personally invited by the current emperor. This year, it probably won't happen.

We think the Qintianjian martial arts examination is new to us, but to Wang Jiazheng, we are probably tired of it already. It’s so messy, how can it be as comfortable as practicing in Dadong Mountain?"

"That's true."

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On the roof of the teahouse.

Lin Tuo, who was sitting quietly on the gray tiles, listened to the chatter inside and chewed on a few key words in the chatter:

"Qin Tianjian... martial arts test... Wang Jianzheng... first-level martial arts realm..."
Chapter completed!