[Daily Farming + Creative Path + Invincible Boss + Beast Pet + No Female Lead]

Qin Shou, who was suffering from organ failure, closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and opened his eyes again, only to find himself in a group of refugees fleeing famine in ancient times.

Good news: Rebirth

Bad news: Your body will remain the same as your previous life, with only half a year to live.

Good news: There are warriors in this world who possess extraordinary powers.

Bad news: My weak body cannot practice martial arts

Good news: Qin Shou found that his understanding was growing every moment.

Good wind helps me soar to the sky.

With the blessing of infinite enlightenment, Qin Shou created his own way based on the Taoist canon and Buddhist scriptures of his previous life and successfully extended his life.

I lived the leisurely farming life of my dreams, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely gazing at the southern mountains.

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Since when, the small Waner Village has become a forbidden area in the eyes of martial arts masters all over the world.

Thirty years ago, the apostate Saint of the Blood Lotus Sect disappeared in Qingshui County and reappeared, slaughtering the century-old sect that had been causing trouble.

A hundred years ago, the prince of Chu fled here. Ten years later, he successfully restored his country, created a prosperous era, and became a wise ruler.

Three hundred years ago, the invincible Dugu Jiujian went into the mountains to seek his way and disappeared. But now there is an old man guarding the ordinary farmyard.

Eight hundred years ago, the Demon Lord of the cholera world entered the world to dominate the world and wipe out the hidden masters, but he disappeared in the Baiyue Mountain area. Not long after, the world's largest sect disintegrated and turned into the dust of history.

The world goes on and on, for hundreds and thousands of years, and the world changes drastically, but only one person stands outside the chess game and watches indifferently.

Someone asked, are there immortals in the world?

Countless overlords who dominated an era had a figure in green clothes in their minds, who replied decisively, "There is an immortal."

[Hodgepodge world view], [pseudo dnd], [fun]

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"All the spells I developed and improved are out of the exploration of truth and the pursuit of science. You should not slander a simple scholar like me."

In the first year of the Third Era, Jia Xiu, the greatest spellcaster in history, the inventor of more than 10,000 spells, and the sorcerer known as the forbidden spell maker, answered like this when facing the accusation of genocide.

"Why does the infinite healing spell make the target's whole body get cancer? Just tell me if the cancer tumor is healing infinitely!"

"The absolute protection spell blocks the air and causes suffocation? Heaven and earth are conscientious, air is very dangerous, of course it must be blocked, I have sufficient evidence to prove that anyone who breathes the air will die."

"The little boy's summoning spell destroyed the Demon King's City, and the radiation produced made it uninhabitable for 30 years. Well, this, uh... I am the extermination of the demon race, how about it! I say I am innocent, whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

The sky and the earth are infinitesimal as a grain, and a life of peace is like the sea.

Lu Heng, who crossed over to the other world, found himself transformed into a huge white wolf, a mountain God of a remote mountain with a group of villagers under his rule.

In this strange and wild world, demons and giant beasts run rampant, and human order is almost non-existent.

These, however, are not what Lu Heng needs to think about. What he needs to think about now is how to tell this group of villagers that he does not need little girls.

Besides, he actually doesn’t want to be a God anymore…

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."