[Traditional cultivation + not brainless + no harem + no system + funny + shady + dark-bellied + decisive in killing]

The main story is slow to start

Thirteen-year-old Han Dachui was cutting grass on the mountain when he accidentally found a porcelain bottle, but he had no idea what it was.

Through his constant exploration, he gradually discovered the function of this thing and slowly embarked on the path to immortality.

Traditional cultivation, Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...

In the world of cultivating immortals, you can be as domineering as you want, but you must never mess with one person: Lin Yang!

Because all his disciples are ruthless!

The eldest disciple is the Holy Lord of Yao Chi, with the Phoenix Immortal Body!

The second disciple is a sword immortal from the upper realm, unparalleled in swordsmanship!

The third disciple is a peerless magic cultivator, a great master of the magic path, but he became a disciple of Chiyang Peak and has not left the mountain since then for ten thousand years.

Fourth disciple: "I am the reincarnation of a great man, why are all the disciples of the master so ruthless?"

The disciples under his tutelage are unparalleled in the fairy world, as for Lin Yang...

Lin Yang: I am just a little cultivator at the third level of Qi training, only slightly stronger than the disciples!

What would you do when you have a system that can continuously simulate the world of immortal cultivation and assign you tasks?

If all the knowledge of cultivating immortals in this simulation is real and can be used in reality, there is no penalty for simulation failure, and the simulation can be performed indefinitely, what would you choose?

Jiang Ze smiled. Mission, what mission? How can the missions be as interesting as cultivating immortals?

In countless simulations, Jiang Ze regarded himself as a "player" and the simulation as a "copy", and chose to forge his own path to immortality by dying countless times in the "copy".

But when the girls in the "copy" came to him one after another, Jiang Ze was sweating profusely.

No...how did they get out of the copy?

【Power Fantasy】 + 【Slaughter】 + 【Face-Slapping】

Lin Fan, after countless brushes with death, finally obtained the Kirin Blood, capable of helping him break through his shackles.

He thought he could lead his sect to glory, but the sect ordered his Kirin Blood to be stripped away—just to help his pampered junior brother, Wang Chen, build his foundation.

Facing the unfairness of his master, the oppression of his seniors, and the hypocrisy of his junior brother, Lin Fan decisively betrayed the sect.

When all hope for revenge seemed lost, he unexpectedly awakened the God of Slaughter System.

Killing makes him stronger!

Thus, Lin Fan set foot on the road of sect extermination.

Master, senior brothers, senior sisters, junior brothers—all became stepping stones on his path to strength.

Lin Fan: “The path of becoming an Emperor begins with the annihilation

In this world, there are Buddhas, Taos, demons, demons, and martial arts.

The martial arts system came from Buddhism, and there is a saying that all martial arts in the world came from Buddhism.

Meng Xing was a firewood chopping disciple of Zhenwu Sect of Xiuwu Sect.

After Hyundai Meng Xing crossed over, he started the road of system-assisted cultivation.

Since then, Meng Xing has become a god in the martial arts of the world.

……

Meng Xing met the leader of the Phoenix Fire Sect:

【1. Pretend not to see】

[Second, come forward to flatter, incarnate as a dog licking]

[Third, say to her, “Come here and serve your husband!”]

Meng Xing decisively chose the first option.

The other two are the rhythm of death.

While others transmigrate into the world of princes and nobles, Chen Mo starts as a lowly laborer.

When the control panel can see through everything, and when there is no end to upgrading, how would you plan your path to becoming king?

Is it to be content with one's noble title, or to constantly step out of one's comfort zone to fight, explore, and save others?

Chen Mo didn't know what to do either; he was just a laborer.

From the weak to the strong, from commoner to king.

When the legend ends and the hero grows old, how should the history books of the mainland record his past?