Spread weapons all over the world and suppress the barbarians.

Thinking about it this way, it is an extremely difficult task. In Yang Lin's eyes today, it is no different from a child setting up a house for wine.

He has more and more disciples...

Under the tide of people from the Yanhuang Kingdom coming one after another to become their disciples, the Jingwu Sect grew stronger and stronger.

At the same time, as the disciples, especially some disciples such as Chen Zhen and Xiao Mushroom, took the lead in breaking through the third level and able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, the thermal weapons of this era have basically lost their deterrence to them.

Basically, any third-level disciple can suppress a city or even a state. This is no joke. All the disciples of Jingwu Sect mobilized and moved like lightning, suppressing them with force.

Moreover, with Yang Lin's permission, he selectively recruited some overseas pro-Xia disciples and recruited a group of them. Soon, Jingwu Sect was spread all over the world.

Under the temptation of substantial improvement in strength and longevity, truly far-sighted and insightful people don't actually take distinctions between national boundaries and races that seriously.

Especially after Yang Lin's clone personally went out to help some old men from the consortium regulate their bodies and get rid of diseases with their cultivation in the Yuan Shen realm, all the resistance basically disappeared.

The reason is very simple. The god-like power that Yang Lin displayed, as well as his omnipotent spells that flew into the sky and covered the sea, made all the high-ranking guys unable to help but think about a problem.

If such a guy wants my life.

Can I still live?

The answer, of course, is no.

Then, facing one's own irresistible force, there is nothing but surrender.

Those who take things too complicated and take society and politics too profoundly can only say that they do not know how to write the word "power".

Just like that day during the Jingwu Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony, a certain general always felt that he had a large number of people and excellent weapons, and wanted to touch Yang Lin's tiger beard.

As a result, you will die if you try.

He didn't even have a chance to regret, and was directly eradicated by Yang Lin's sword that collapsed the mountain.

The fifth-level soul, to put it bluntly, is a walking black bullet, and it is endless, will not tire, and has an unlimited number of black bullets.

How to deal with this kind of person.

In a world with low martial arts levels, it is a problem that can never be solved.

Fortunately, Yang Lin doesn't have much interest in worldly power. All he needs is the power of faith and the spread of reputation. Therefore, basically, it does not have much impact on the structure of various countries.

Except that the strength and influence of the Yanhuang people are only a few hundred million points greater, that's basically it.

In other words, it is indeed quite low-level for a powerful person of Daluo Jinxian level to use these methods to fight against the common people and compete for strength.

However, the mechanism of opening the gate to the heavens in Yanwu Ling is like this. He has to do some influential events to open the gate, which is something he can't help.

I can't come in, I can only be locked out of the world, and I feel uncomfortable. Actually, it's a little bit.

However, it doesn't really matter.

As a Daluo Jinxian, if he really wants to deal with the providence of a small world, he can actually do it. He can just start the fight and throw a few magic weapons at will. Maybe he can blow up the world and the collective consciousness.

scattered.

The difficulty is not that he is stronger than the opponent, but that the will of this world is obviously not smart and too sensitive.

He attacks and destroys himself at every turn. You can kill him, but you can't stop him from dragging all the sentient beings in the world to death.

Just like when you meet an enemy spy, you can catch him or kill him with two moves. However, if the other person bites the poison and kills himself, in addition to being able to detoxify him in just one breath, you can only watch.

It's useless to beat the chicken with flying eggs, no matter how strong you are.

In Yang Lin's view, the act of detoxification is to reshape the earth, water, fire and wind. Destruction is always easier than creation. He has to admit that he really has no way to reorganize the retrospective world and resurrect all living beings in the world after the self-destruction of the will of the Republic of China.

, this is not something that Da Luo realm can do at all.

Therefore, I can only take my time and work.

There’s no rush anyway, we’ll wait until we become saints.

…

This time, the plan to build a world of martial arts was achieved in just half a year.

Needless to say, the Jingwu Sect has spread all over the world. On the surface, although Yang Lin, the master of the Jingwu Sect, does not have an official position, if we talk about the most powerful person in the world, he ranks second, and there is no one else.

People dare to be number one.

Nowadays, as long as every Xia citizen shows his nationality when he goes abroad, even if he is a yellow-faced, hungry and skinny man with mud legs and working as a worker, there will be many foreigners rushing to flatter him.

Do you dare to believe this situation?

In just half a year, the world changed and became very harmonious, without war or oppression.

Because anyone who dared to stir up trouble was immediately suppressed by Yang Lin's wolf-like disciples.

Human life is worthless, and the life of an ambitious man has no value at all in Yang Lin's heart. He has never been brainwashed by humanitarianism, freedom, democracy, etc. If you say hegemony, you are hegemony.

If you don't like it, just kill it, it's that simple.

Some people will loudly say that hegemony is not good, but Yang Lin scorns it. Let’s not say whether it is good or not. At least, it is serious to let the people of his country live a good life.

"Gate to the heavens, shuttle..."

Silently thinking about his goal in his heart, Yang Lin opened the door to the heavens again.

The martial arts order flashed with brilliant luster, but it has not been activated yet.

The remaining martial arts value was an astronomical figure, with 150 million remaining. Yang Lin originally thought that even if he traveled through another world, he wouldn't be able to burn much. As the light of the martial arts order flickered, he realized that he had been wrong.

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Energy like the Yangtze River disappeared without a trace in the burning of the martial arts value. A force explored the space-time channel and opened the portal. The martial arts value fell like a dive. After only thirteen breaths, it was already consumed.

One hundred million points were lost, leaving only fifty million points.

Damn it...

Yang Lin was a little shocked.

In the past, opening a portal and traveling through the world only required burning tens of thousands, and at most it was only a million levels.

Opening the channel this time actually cost 100 million.

'What kind of world is this? The price is so high, it's just opening a way.'

He was surprised and somewhat expectant.

In principle, this is actually not a bad thing.

Judging from past experience, the more martial luck points are consumed, the more advanced the world will be chosen after the gate to the heavens is opened, and the higher the strength level will be.

So, where is the other side?
Chapter completed!