Wu Yun traveled through the ancient times and became the leader of the Seven Immortals of Jiejiao, the Golden-whiskered Turtle Fish and the Black Cloud Immortal. Faced with the tragic ending of being trapped in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool during the Conferred God Tribulation, he decided to stay put. In this life, don’t worship the Master Tongtian, don’t get involved in cause and effect, and steady development is the kingly way! He used the Dinghai Pearl to open up the twenty-four wonderful colored glaze realms in the south, planted the ten major spiritual roots in them, had countless top-grade spiritual treasures, and all the masters under him were quasi-saints. Water does not compete for the lead, but for the endless flow. When the catastrophe of the Conferred God came, the saints all discovered the existence of such a saint in the southern continent! Taiqing: "Fellow Daoist Wuyun is well versed in Daoism and should be the leader of all saints!" Nuwa: "Fellow Daoist, you helped me create humans, and your merits are immeasurable!" Minghe: "You want to save me from the entire blood sea? Then where should I go?" Jieyin, Zhun...
Killed by a Sage Emperor and reborn as his 13 year old self, Nie Li was given a second chance at life. A second chance to change everything and save his loved ones and his beloved city. He shall once again battle with the Sage Emperor to avenge his death and those of his beloved. With the vast knowledge of hundred years of life he accumulated in his previous life, wielding the strongest demon spirits, he shall reach the pinnacle of Martial Arts.
Enmities of the past will be settled in this new lifetime. “Since I’m back, then in this lifetime, I shall become the King of the Gods that dominate everything. Let everything else tremble beneath my feet!”
Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea.
The wild fox meditates on Zen, and the fierce tiger realizes the Tao; he swims in the North Sea in the morning, and walks on the Cangwu River in the evening.
Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country.
These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo.
Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year.
Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream.
Huangliang is a dream.
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Huang Liang's dream awakened and broke through the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice.
The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away.
A grain of millet in the three realms, a few dust in the mountains and rivers.
Walking through the busy city with a sword.
No one knows that I am a true immortal.
In the foreign world, the martial artists dominate the world and the sword of the emperor controls the fate of hundreds of millions of lives! Long Yu, the number one killer on Earth, after dying, takes rebirth in this new world in an aristocratic family of martial artists but faces rejection because he is unable to practice martial arts.
Everyone has a great story in their hearts!
There is no regret for my predecessor!
The endless world, the fairy and the ghost, a magnificent journey of guardianship and great love.
Prehistoric farming text, invincible text.
Innovation in the routine, the same character, a different journey!
[It’s hot and wild, and it’s changed every day]
I am the demon ancestor Luo Hu, I am going to fight Hongjun Dao ancestor, although the surface is calm and calm, my heart is flustered…
What should I do?
Will it die?
Wait online…
Urgent, urgent, urgent…
The same prehistoric, the same character, different plot, my prehistoric has no regrets!
Xianwu Era, March 3.
With the unremitting efforts of the head, Qingyun Daozong finally ushered in the eighth disciple Ye Ping.
In order to allow Ye Ping to stay and to gain Ye Ping’s respect, the Zongmen tried all kinds of methods to deceive him.
Boasting that he is a genius of peerless swordsmanship, genius of peerless cultivation, genius of peerless alchemy, genius of peerless refining equipment, genius of peerless divination, genius of peerless array technique, genius of peerless Jianbao, son of peerless luck.
Moreover, in order to maintain the image of genius, it is even more chaotic.
Just scratching a sword mark will let Ye Ping comprehend the peerless sword intent.
Just take out a cauldron and let Ye Ping make the best pill.
Just take out a coin and let Ye Ping figure out the unparalleled secret.
I just hoped that Ye Ping would discover the truth later and stay in the sect.
What everyone didn’t expect was.
This new little brother… actually learned it.
In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside.
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills who could cure all kinds of illnesses!
To sink into deep sleep, not knowing how much time has passed. A waste? No, a genius!
Emperor veins bestowed by the heavens. A crippled body? No, a godly body!
The world as the enemy, fighting alone in all directions. His dignity must be retrieved!
Martial inverse cultivating god, supreme above the world from past to present!
A journey to godhood, moving unhindered and matchless!
One day I’ll laugh, and I’ll laugh at the heavens! Godly body shall accomplish completion, to break the universe!
While the rest walk on the destined path, he alone treaded on the treacherous one; drowning in his own darkness. Pitch-black tongues of fire flickered in his heart, dancing on his fingertips; flames potent enough to burn away the light itself. Whenever his sword undressed from scabbard, it pierced through space and time. The sharp edge flaring golden and red, turning and twisting between the fragile fringes of good and evil. Immortal sects rise and fall with a mere gesture of his hands; songs of karma never cease playing…
Untouched by the allure of the mortal world, he cultivates the heavenly and eternal Dao, laying abandon to time in that timeless dimension.
Witness how he fought, fell, and rose again.
The saga of a man who forged his path to immortality, spirituality, and his ultimate attainment of the Great Enlightenment.
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“When the four continents are overturned, I shall step into the Heavenly Realm of the Spirit Mountain and wield my weapon.” Standing atop the ten-thousand petal lotus platform, wearing a snow-white Buddhist robe, Ji Yuenian’s raven-black long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. He had a look of indifference as he gazed at the ethereal and vast Sacred Mount Meru, far away in the west.
Where individuals meet, regardless of Immortal or mortal, sit and recite the Yellow Court Classic. The story begins from one of the four continents.