Shang Lu traveled to a strange and bizarre world of immortal cultivation and became a small constable in the county government.

He has an invisible wife and a dilapidated temple. The face of the god in the temple is exactly the same as his.

Someone has set his eyes on everything he has, wanting to take it away and destroy his family.

Shanglu fought hard and set out on an extraordinary journey step by step.

At that moment, he discovered the secret of this world...

It turns out those people, in order to become immortals, would do anything...

He accidentally entered the Red Mansion and became Jia Cong, a bastard of the Rong State.

In the chaotic time and space, history walked into a confusing branch.

Countless heroes and heroes who made their mark in the history books were lost in the dust of time.

New mountains and rivers were created, and the roads were rising, washing away the old chapters.

What kind of golden and jade fate are they, and who is the lover, they are all just for the strong love of wind and moon.

The delicate face is reflected in the diamond-shaped mirror, and the cold light of the sword shines across the nine provinces .

When the mountains and rivers are scattered and the snow is gone, he stands on the lonely mountain and becomes a hero for the rest of his life.

These are the events before and after my death.

Who can record them and write a strange story?

In Jing Qian's sea of consciousness, a stele rose up. On this stele, all the strokes and drawings were written, all of which were his own destiny.

When destiny and law intersect and are engraved on the destiny stele, a destiny is formed.

The destiny contains the innate roots and potential, and also determines the acquired achievements and practice.

Let's see Jing Qian cast destiny into a sword, cut off the soul and ascend to immortality!

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[Destiny: Waves, singing on the waves, dancing with the waves! ]

[Destiny: Sumeru, mustard seeds have Sumeru, dust contains the universe! ]

[Destiny: Tushita furnace, luring with absurd words, enjoying Tushita's joy! ]...

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The fire of destiny burns the body, Sumeru determines the way, singing on the waves, casting swords like dragons, sewing souls and weaving spirits, Tushita furnace tripod, I carve a stele myself to cast longevity.