Let you be magnificent, I will watch you turn into dry bones in the world of mortals, and light a stick of incense in front of your grave. --Yang Chan

Yang Chan travels to the world of martial arts that is about to start in troubled times. His aptitude is mediocre, and he can only rely on the flower planter's Tai Chi health-preserving skills and adding some faceplates to continuously add points to improve his cultivation, improve his aptitude, and increase his lifespan. Small goal, live him for a thousand years first.

During the long journey of life, Yang Chan saw the enemy set up the red building, saw the enemy entertain guests, saw the enemy building collapsed, and finally sent a stick of incense in front of the enemy's grave, and sent away one enemy after another, making him more determined to go to the other side of longevity Budo.

"Tai Chi practitioners are born from the Infinity!"

Tai Chi health-preserving skills: refresh the spirit and body, sit quietly and maintain health, spring and autumn without aging, carefree and long-lived.

Longevity + Points + Proficiency Panel + Gou Dao Liu.

[Mortal Flow][No System][No Harem] A village kid accidentally picked up a black jar that can copy basic materials, and from then on embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. With five elements of spiritual roots and extremely poor talent, he was like a lone boat floating in the turbulent cultivation world. Thousands of hardships have not yet wiped out his desire to seek immortality. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the great way has been cultivated. Looking back, except for his own eternal life, everything else has turned into yellow earth. [The Road is Long]

The pine wind blows away the tea smoke, and the gods sleep peacefully in the white clouds. Unconsciously, I dreamed of the past, when an old man told stories under a tree at the entrance of the village. Those stories of gods and ghosts, fox spirits and mountain monsters that shocked the children were neither real nor illusory, strange and romantic, but I still felt that they were wonderful. ... In a dream of traveling to the immortal world, how many people can achieve immortality? The story of Lin Jue seeking immortality in a world of strange stories about gods and immortals.

Endless star realms, plane wars, wizards' floating cities conquered one world after another.

Wizard academy, bloody exams, and the sky-high wizard tower transported batches of wizards.

Richard, who became a wizard apprentice, opened the miracle furnace deep in his soul. As long as he continued to refine the raw materials, he could gain knowledge and skills...

The weapons of veterans who had fought for hundreds of battles could be refined into martial arts handed down from generation to generation.

The secret notes of ancient wizards could be refined into lost knowledge.

The remains of brutal monsters could be refined into monster bloodlines.

In this great age of navigation in the wizard world, Richard will eventually become a leader of the times.

One time cheating.

Let Hu Qi come to this strange and ambiguous world.

Gradually, he discovered the differences beneath the prosperous surface of this world.

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The shattered glass walls of the skyscrapers reflected the dim sunlight like a shattered dream.

The streets were littered with ruins, and the steel and concrete skeletons were twisted and stretched abruptly into the sky.

Hu Qi stood tall with a burly figure, his long black hair fluttering in the wind.

A thick, black-scaled arm was pulled out from the body of a monster.

The ground beside him was covered with huge corpses of strange shapes.

suddenly.

He seemed to have sensed something.

Look up.

The blood-red eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the barrier between reality and the spiritual world.

I saw that each of them was powerful and looked like a god.

The corners of his mouth raised into a ferocious arc.

He smiled and whispered to himself, "What fresh ingredients!"

Heaven and Earth serve as the guesthouse for all living things, with Time being the sojourner since time immemorial.

As with the difference between dreaming and awakening, the distinction between life and death is diverse and confused, and changing.

What awaits us beyond time, once we have transcended life and death, heaven and earth?