I am a ghost fire boy in the mountains, a lazy and crazy person made by heaven. I once reviewed green poems and yellow papers, and drunkenly went into the underworld to borrow paper money.

With myriad techniques and thousands of rules, how often have I ever looked up at the King of Hell? He summons ghosts and monsters, but they refuse to return. He even burns the immortals and eats the moonlight.

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The story of nourishing spirits and feeding ghosts, refining with water and fire, and the immortals fighting for immortality.

(There are already similar books such as Wan Jun's "Xian Long" and Ba Qianjun's "Xian Lu". Click on the author's name to view them.)

The world in fantasy has become reality, countless time travelers have entered randomly, and wars between worlds with different rules have begun. The plot has collapsed, the protagonist has rushed to the street, and supporting characters have risen. The time travellers, aborigines, and strong men and forces from various worlds have fought and intrigued. All kinds of extraordinary forces intertwined and collided...

How come the kind, righteous, and sunny characters in the original novel become more selfish, sinister, and unscrupulous than the others?

This world is too chaotic and dangerous... After thinking about it, someone decided that all this was definitely not the problem of his world lord. However, for the sake of safety, he decided not to reveal his identity.

[Male Channel + Xianxia + Fairy + Bad Woman]

Ding Heng traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and met all kinds of fairies:

◎A demure, dignified, gentle senior sister...

◎A goddess with a plain appearance but a fiery heart...

◎A powerful, domineering, and ambitious female devil...

◎A reclusive celestial being who places her heart in the Holy Land of Taiyin...

Ding Heng just wanted to have a heart-to-heart with them.

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Volume 1: "The Controversy over Qing and Zen", Chapters 1 to 115.

Volume 2: "The Realm of the Demon", Chapters 116-453.

Volume 3: "The Battle between Immortals and Demons", Chapters 454-653.

The final volume, "The Conflict Between Taoism and Law," 654...

That year, a down-and-out scholar painted a portrait. [Shen Yun: +1] Unexpectedly, a miraculous event occurred within Lu Mingsheng's mind, and a green-covered volume floated into the air. A volume, the "Ten Thousand Immortals Picture," contained all the gods. He painted "Zhong Kui Eating Ghosts at Night," and gained the "Ghost Chewing Art." He painted "Dongbin Slaying the Yellow Dragon," and gained the "Pure Yang Sword Embryo." He painted "Arhat Subduing a Tiger," and gained the "Tiger Subduing Demon Fist." He painted "The Great Sage Shattering the Sky," "Erlang Appearing as a Divine Being to Subdue Demons," "Maitreya Sleeping Drunkenly in a Dream," and "Laojun Riding a Bull Out of the Mountain"... He unleashed all sorts of magical powers in one stroke. ... Later, Lu Mingsheng used the 800-li Luo River as his inkstone and the 100,000 mountains as his paperweight. His brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, and thunderclouds rolled through the thirty-six heavens. He also invited the heavens, the earth, and the mountains and rivers into his paintings, and journeyed with gods, Buddhas, demons, and devils in the world of painting. From the Kunlun Jade Capital Gate to the Penglai Island in the East China Sea, he painted a magnificent world! ... The void became his canvas...

When Xia Yan woke up, he found that he was in the Ultra universe or the dangerous Leo world.

In order to deal with the increasingly powerful cosmic beings and evolve to the strongest step by step, he decided...

Fengyuan: "? Is this the reason to persecute me?! Xia Yan, you bastard!"

Dagu: "I don't understand! Don't be like this, senior! Jeeps are too dangerous!"

Liang Hao is an ordinary rural college student nearing graduation. When he stumbles upon an alien dream exchange system, his daring life begins!

Whatever your wish, I can help you realize it, as long as you're sincere and willing enough!

"A villa? A yacht?! Too easy! I can even get you an aircraft carrier! If you have enough money!"

"What?! You're saying your dad's the Municipal Party Secretary, so you're so arrogant?! Sorry, the Provincial Party Secretary is my buddy. You can tell your dad he's waiting to go back home to sell sweet potatoes!"

Ordinary people instantly become martial arts masters, curing terminal illnesses with ease. I'm not a god, but I have countless admirers!

The strongest individual, with exceptional talent and unlimited potential.

If Gohan didn't study, even Jiren would cry!

You think this is a joke?

What if Raditz took Gohan away?

So how will Son Gohan's life unfold?

P.S.: Don't worry, the author has been a Dragon Ball fan for decades.

Respect the original work and love Dragon Ball.

O soul with three faces, please listen to my question:

If the power and wealth of the strong can cover up crimes, who can judge them?

If the weak are willing to pay any price to survive, who can guarantee their survival?

If even the purest and kindest souls make mistakes, who can offer them solace?

If the strong help the weak, then it is truly the foundation of paradise. But who is it that leaves them to wail in the midst of suffering?

Are day and night equal? ​​Are the righteous and the sinner equal? ​​If man is born weak, from which god shall the weak find peace?

On Sunday, he embarked on his destined path, a permanent martyrdom that belonged to him personally.

This time he had no robin, and his paradise was impeccable, but the absence of his companion soul left him bewildered. He would fly high into the sky and become the sun in the heavens, where all people would grow passionately in his light, and all evil would have nowhere to hide!

The ideal system of society is a seven-day weekend, where the day after Sunday is the second, third, and even forever Sunday, a day of eternal peace and inaction.

When the ideal is truly realized, the real test for the martyrs will begin.

Sunday, the counterpart, has the ability to break iron, but lacks the storyline of breaking iron and other characters. She is a native of the Cursed Return who borrowed Sunday's character design.

Write down what might happen if the ideal Sunday return to the world were truly appropriate and actually came true.

P.S.: The author has low educational level, update time is irregular, and I haven't read any books on religion or philosophy. I'm just doing Marxist philosophy for credits, so please don't scold me. Much of the synopsis is taken from the game's Sunday storyline; apologies for any out-of-character moments. I hope you enjoy reading it.

Chu Yi traveled to another world and was unable to practice normally because he had a holy body of great compassion, and was "favored" by various empresses.

Immortals hit a bottleneck? Don't worry, as long as Chu Yi stands by, your cultivation will increase: +1... +1...

Are you at a disadvantage in battle? Don't worry, just give Chu Yi a little healing and your combat power will increase by: +20%... +20%...

He can even transform flowers and plants into rare elixirs!

Shine with love and illuminate the whole world!

It's so great and selfless!

However, a wet nurse can also transform herself from being the child of the stars to being the moon among the stars!

Chu Yi believed that sooner or later he would shout out those words: "My fate is in my own hands, and thirty years will pass by in the east..."

[No CP + Not a Good Person Protagonist] Ling Yu is dead, dead in a hotel. Her blood stained the hotel, and it's now bound to her! Then, the hotel revealed a side of itself to her: a gateway to all realms. So, Ling Yu helped guests from the apocalypse build the strongest base, helped guests from the immortal realm kick the scumbag immortal, and helped guests from ancient times gain power... Later, rumors spread that if you encounter difficulties and pray sincerely, a magical place will appear, warm as spring, sheltering you like home. Furthermore, the owner of that place is extremely powerful, and as long as you're willing to pay the price, she will grant you whatever you desire. ... Ling Yu: I'm just a worker, taking advantage of the hotel, not a wishing idiot! Hotel: That's right! I'm just a hotel. Who knows what this contractor is doing? He's messing with it!