Jiang Ran traveled to another world and became the lord of a town.

In this world, farming can actually produce monsters! ! The demon spirit is very cute, knows how to act coquettishly and is very capable.

While Jiang Ran harvested wild demon insects with his pair of purple jade magic pupils, others were still struggling to cultivate a demon insect.

When other territories finally cultivated a monster, Jiang Ran already had a young fairy.

When other lords were proud of owning a holy fairy and could finally hold their heads high, Jiang Ran took out a bunch.

Everyone: ...Isn’t it good to be a human being? ! !

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In the outside world, monsters are rampant and the territories are strictly divided into levels...

Jiang Ran adheres to the Buddhist idea that what has come has come, and with a wave of his hand, he makes rain fall, and gradually upgrades a small town-level territory to a county-level, prefecture-level, city-level... and even a hegemonic country-level territory!

Paper sword, paper horse, paper man, paper dragon, paper city, white paper heaven...

Hell is empty, evil spirits are in the world.

Let's see how in this world where demons and monsters appear frequently and gods and ghosts appear, Mu Lin started from making paper figures and built a heavenly palace and a prosperous age!

Humanity's future lies in the brilliant starry sky! A powerful civilization is not merely one of technology, but also one of superpowers.

This is a story of gradual rise: from taking our first steps to soaring through the skies, from gazing at the stars to passionate exploration, from being confined to Earth to expanding into space; humanity has never stopped thinking, nor has it stopped its pace of development and exploration.

"Ladies and gentlemen, humanity's first interstellar expedition will be leaving the solar system today. Let us wish them well."

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There is a Taoist temple in the deep mountains, but the incense has long faded.

I am a humble man, only nineteen years old, and have been a Taoist priest since childhood. I have more than a dozen senior brothers above me, and I am the youngest, commonly known as the closed disciple. The sect is very poor, and the senior brothers cannot bear the hardship. Fortunately, the head master is open-minded and allowed the senior brothers to disband.

Later, three senior brothers came to their senses and returned to the right path. They were quite old, around forty or fifty years old.

I was favored by my master and was given the position of the head of the sect before his death. However, I was not able to win the support of the others in terms of age and qualifications, and my three brothers were dissatisfied. The sect was in misfortune, but I was not a pushover and would never give in, so I started an internal conflict with them.

In the village below the mountain, there's a new candidate, a childhood friend of mine. Before his death, our master instructed us to escort him to the capital to take the imperial examination. I feel obliged to do so. Please allow me to travel through the human world for a while, and then return to battle my fellow brothers!

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The day I was born heaven struck down 19 lightning bolts around my yard. A fortune teller said I was a demon and heaven had sent down 19 calamities of death on me, As a result the fortune teller became thr first to suffer under heavens might. Dying whilst holding me outside the village

Seek survival in troubled times and seek fame in prosperous times.

The weathered Dayu Dynasty was still in its heyday.

There was a young man from the northwest who walked nine thousand miles, killed a big monster alone, and fought for fame and fortune.

In Longhu, an unparalleled master came to the world, founded a school, and left his name for posterity.

There are countless saints preaching in the imperial capital, and their followers are spread across all states, leaving their reputation for eternity.

And in Qingzhou City, in the courtyard of a military family.

There was a child who did not do his homework all day long. He only knew how to play chess, paint, fish and play the piano.

Many years later——

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The sword rises and dragon smoke spreads for three thousand miles, and the Jiuzhou City is destroyed in one sword!

All things in the world are only me, and I have entered the Tao.

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Following "Super God Pet Shop", "Dark King", "Eternal Night God", "Restart of the Apocalypse"... the latest masterpiece, welcome to enjoy.

【Light-hearted humor】【Martial arts panel】【Art master】【Dark-hearted】

The young Taoist priest was only 28 years old, and his youth was aroused by troubles.

Every day I suffer from aging, sickness and death, and I see love, hate, anger, ignorance and resentment.

I don't want my face to wither and fade, I don't want my skin to become covered with spots.

I don’t want my limbs to wither, my internal organs to be empty and my bones to be smelly.

The young Taoist priest was only 28 years old, and his only wish was to live forever.

………………

Using self-cultivation as medicine and nourishing the body as bait, this is the story of an ordinary person overcoming tribulations and seeking immortality.

(Traditional immortal cultivation novel, mortal flow, slow to warm up, no system, not brainless)

The story begins in Qingzhu Mountain. Let's see how a weak immortal cultivation family survives, develops and grows in the immortal cultivation world where the strong prey on the weak.

(There is no mutual hostility or infighting within the family. The family monks are united and contribute their own strength to the development of the family, no matter how weak this strength is.)

Dear Father Moran Anderson: Congratulations! Although you never smoked, you have been fortunate enough to be diagnosed with lung cancer at an age when your soul is still fresh. Unfortunately, your business of raising "Children of Hell" is not yet complete, and this Duke has been forced to invoke the "delayed death" clause. After all, these slippery little creatures are far less cuddly than they appear. Please ensure that they are regularly fed with delicious souls, whether human, demonic, or angelic. Don't forget to abide by the "Heaven-Hell Truce" and the "Exorcist Association Management Act." You wouldn't want Michael, Gabriel, and the others to know about our transaction, would you? If you have any further questions, you can consult this Duke directly in Hell. I look forward to the day when I can personally harvest your soul. ———Lucifer, the Arrogant Duke, you are trustworthy...

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always a few who, even if born into mediocrity, aspire to greatness.

From a nameless exploited laborer to a godfather in the shadows;

From the bottom rung of society, bound by rules, to a secret emperor who crafts those very rules.

When the sun shines, this nation belongs to the Federation. But when night falls, it belongs to me!

“Sometimes, shadows can be just as vast as light—sometimes, they can even eclipse it.”

“We never extort or blackmail anyone. Every penny we earn can withstand the scrutiny of our conscience.”

If someone knocks on your door at night, they are either delivering my regards or bringing ruin for your arrogance.

As for what you will receive, that depends on the choice you make, my friend!