The metaverse is a magical world, created by people but not controlled by people, no one can decide the future of others, and of course, no one likes to follow the route that others have planned for them.
Three months of Qi practice, three years of foundation building, ten years of Gangsha, thirty years of Jindan, fifty years of Yin God, eighty years of disaster relief, and a hundred years of Yuan Shen.
The above is the first half of the protagonist's life, which is not recorded in the book, and the current stories are all after the original god.
The aura of the world is rising, everything is growing abnormally, and all kinds of demons and monsters are waking up one after another with the great changes in the world.
A big demon suppressed under the fairy spirit is about to break out of the ground.
As the viewer, Zhang Wenfeng is still busy filling his stomach without oil and water for three meals a day.
The black donkey ploughing the field secretly poked and cursed: "Donkey Day, I can't live this day!" The
paper man pressed the donkey to speak, and the red embroidered shoes hit the wall.
The silver long-legged cow stands in the way, and the fox has a nine-life rabbit nest.
The coffin shop is full of water, and a string of rosary lotus wine.
In the dream, the soul puppet danced, and the lightning struck the peachwood sword to slash the evil.
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Zhang Wenfeng found that by reciting the Dao Ancestor scriptures he had memorized in his previous life, he was able to evolve a magical spell that turned into nature.
This is a story of the Taoist donkey who grew up listening to anecdotes and grew up savagely.
This is an endless road of slaying demons and destroying demons and cultivating immortals, you can't retreat, you can't be afraid, you can't turn back, you can't move forward with a sword, please cherish yourself!
(The author has a 2 million word old book "This Time I Want to Be a Knife Bearer" recommendation, and the blood is so refreshing)
Lu Zuo traveled through the world of cultivating immortals, obtained a portable spiritual field, incarnated as a little monk in the Qi refining period, and inherited an elixir workshop in Linjiang Chengfang City.
"Cultivating immortals is not about fighting and killing, but about human feelings."
"If you can help everyone without threatening, how can you have enemies?"
"What if there really is a guy who doesn't have long eyes who wants to ride on your head and wants to fight you?"
"That's easier, I have a lot of friends, and they're all very good at fighting."
Lu Zuo just wants to farm and practice and make friends.
Quietly, he suddenly became the person who could not be provoked in the immortal cultivation world.
The upper four parts, thunder and fire plague fights, and the lower four parts, cloth rain and clouds. When the sect was intercepting the sect and singing the praises of the Yellow Court, and the sect was closed to the door of the cave, lest it be stained with the immortal killing and robbery, but there was a strange person who broke into the killing and robbery, and he couldn't stop it.
He said: I can't give a mortal, the ancestors of the eighteenth generation have not even been officials, how dare you hope to become an immortal, if you can be a god, not only the glory of the ancestors, but also the longitude and latitude of the heavens and the earth, the ups and downs of the main beings, isn't it better than the fairy road?
In the midst of the killing, countless gods and demons were afraid of being on the god list, but he did the opposite, and regarded the god list as a peerless opportunity that was rare even if the black smoke from the ancestral tombs of the eight generations was born.
This is a story where the protagonist travels to another world and unexpectedly becomes the leader of the Demon Cult.
The sunset of the capital city connects the three realms,
"I am the spirit lord, guarding the world, not a thing in the world, and I am crazy in the world!" Ji Changye said slowly: "I only have one palm, how do you want to die!" ”
[Traditional Flow] [Mortal Flow] [Strategy Flow]
Plot the world to plan my hand, who dares to be the prime minister in octogenarians.
The old man resigned from the official and went in and out of the mortal world, and I wanted to be an immortal with a handful of treasure books.
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Waking up in a drowsy state, Meng Lang returned to being a young child.
I want him to worship the prime minister at the age of eighty, a dying old man, but he resigned and fell into a fairy fate.
I have started all over again, with a sword and a book, and I should borrow immortality from heaven!
Demon clan, where my heart desires; But the world is where I go. I'm neither a human nor a demon, and I am also a demon, if you have to give me a name, call me a lady!
Life is like a ballad, there are times of sprouts, there are times of joy, there are times of loneliness, and there are times when people are scattered at the end of the song. Cangyu Realm is the collective name of this world, which contains thousands of small worlds.
In this fantasy world, anything is possible. A dancing tree, a rapping fish, a winged cat, a dog with a mouth covered and squinting at your dog.
Only you want to ...... No, there is nothing that this world does not have [expand] [put away]
On this day, dreams and reality are intertwined. Countless people carried swords and swords on their backs, pouring into that fantastic river and lake to realize their childhood dream of being a hero, and they were called 'dreamers'.
Those who don't know think it's just a dream, until one day, someone flies off the wall in reality, picks leaves and hurts people......