Terror is knocking on the door outside, and the familiar world becomes strange in an instant. Ning Xuan wants to rely on the suddenly appearing "nightmare golden finger" to survive with difficulty.

Unfortunately, the days in the nightmare were too bitter, and he had had enough of it, so... he just wanted to give up.

Zhou Yi woke up and found himself in the Taiping Daoist Temple.

The old Celestial Master said, "Heaven has perished, the Yellow Heaven shall rise. From now on, you are the leader of the Taiping Sect."

Zhou Yi: "What, me?"

...

A failed art student, bringing order to a chaotic jianghu!

History's most artistically gifted thief travels back in time to the fourth year of Emperor Huizong's reign in the Northern Song Dynasty. As a servant in the Duke of Qi's mansion, Shen Ao is blissful. Knowledge changes destiny, IQ determines future. Everything else is fleeting; look at me, I can cover the sky with one hand. This is art, this is about taste. He forges the finest masterpieces, writes the most beautiful cursive script, and unconventionally follows the path of deception.

He trained militia with Huang Feihong, killed enemies to serve the country, killed Japanese bandits with Chen Zhen, flirted with Jin Xiangyu in the Longmen Inn, and chatted and laughed with Yan Chixia in the Lanruo Temple.

In troubled times, with the help of a system, Li Xiake can freely travel through the worlds of various classic action movies. He rides a horse and wields a spear to wipe out all enemies.

Let's revisit the action movies of our childhood.

"Congratulations, host. Because you've rejected the system's mission, you'll be randomly matched with a destined partner to assist you." Somewhere in the remote mountains and waters, a white tiger spirit, after cultivating for a thousand years, was chased by a rolling thunderbolt and forced to flee. Damn it, whether or not Tang Sanzang goes to the West to obtain the scriptures is none of my business! Guanyin: "Xuanzang, go and obtain the scriptures, and stop making trouble." "Okay, no problem, it's completely fine." Several days passed, and Tang Sanzang still hadn't made a move. Mu Cha: "Oh no, Avalokitesvara, Tang Sanzang has sprained his ankle and can't go on the road." Avalokitesvara: "Calm down, let Wukong and the others tie him up and take him on the road. I don't believe that monkey can't subdue him!" On the Five Elements Mountain, Sun Wukong, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, said with a look of despair: "Why hasn't the master come yet? Did he get lost?" In Gaojiazhuang, Zhu Bajie looked warily at the sturdy monk carrying a white horse. The monk smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just a knight passing by." In the Quicksand River, Sha Wujing jumped out of the water with a ferocious look, but saw a muscular gray-robed monk throwing the white horse directly across the river. Frightened, he quickly dived back into the river. "We agreed to fetch the scriptures to the West and give them to the disciple. What's the point of fetching the scriptures without a disciple? I'm tired and I'm going on strike! Otherwise, Buddha, can you express the scriptures to me?" Tathagata: "..."

"Talisman paper, wooden swords and scriptures, pure ancient methods of exorcism, are no longer popular now. Even sorcerers have to carry a 200-jin incense burner for self-defense. If you don't practice martial arts, you can't even swing it. It's said that it's better not to draw talismans for ten years. You must practice hard qigong first!" "But, can martial arts and exorcism be professionally matched?" "Haha, go around and ask around, who dares to say that they are more professional than me? No one~~ knows exorcism better than me~~!" In his early years, Chu Tianshu didn't know how wild he would be in the future. He honestly took medicine to keep healthy, occasionally killed a few dirty things, and planned to make more money on the next order. Until he awakened a token. Guns and cannons are ringing everywhere, the world is in turmoil, and there are echoes on the border. The sorcerer is making a cat spit out worms, the old thief is setting up a platform to snatch life, the ambitious leader of Henglian is very ambitious, and the reclusive boxer has moved... The dynasty is revived, but the remnants of chaos have not yet been settled. The remaining soldiers have become ghostwriters, and they are hunting down criminals. They don't talk about morality, but only about three meals and wine money. It's a pity that the blood of the soldiers is too hot and too fragrant, and more than just living people have been cut off by their protective knives... Green mountains and clear waters, galloping horses in the rivers and lakes, the young heroes are still full of vigor, and the big bosses are decadent. The gang leaders want to cover the north and south of the country with their reputation, and the killer's sword moves have given birth to evil spirits... Chu Tianshu fell in love with the feeling of being in a foreign land and hitting hard with every punch, but he found that here in his hometown, he is also more and more hopeful, and there are surprises everywhere. Ghosts and monsters, dark clouds covering the sun, unmanned boats ferrying snakes and rats, brides getting married in tree holes, feathers floating in the building, green clothes at the bottom of the river, old cats teaching boxing, corpses racing... Young people, if you are still alive in this world, you should practice hard, practice hard, and develop a body of overwhelming courage! Then you can... stroll in the garden, cross the Yangtze River, and look at the vast Chu sky!

[Struggle for Hegemony] + [Policy] + [High-End Strategy] + [Not Brainless] The aristocratic families have become powerful, overthrowing the imperial court. The emperor uses me as a sword to restore imperial power to the world, but he has devised countless ways for me to die. Sensing my value, he even plans to castrate me and make me a eunuch, continuing to be his weapon. The Left Prime Minister, the head of an aristocratic family, is as cunning as the sea. He points to the fish in the lake and tells me, "You are in the lake, and the world is within this small lake. If you want to live, become my pawn." The Right Prime Minister says, "You must care about the world and the people. Personal honor and disgrace are nothing. Dying for the people of the world is a worthy death." But I ask, why?! Your power over life and death is due to the power you hold and the chair you occupies. So what if I wield greater power than you, and occupies a higher position than you? So, let's fight it out in this world. Victory means king of the world! Defeat means a true ghost hero! You use your mind to control the lives of others, then I will use my mind to seize the world, jump out of the chessboard, use the world as the chessboard and the people as the chess pieces, and become the true chess master! [Updated on time at 6:00 am every day] The pace of power struggle is not fast, those who like to watch fast-paced and chaotic killing should not click on it, otherwise you will be so angry that you will give a bad review. We should love each other and let's not do things that hurt each other. Be obedient, oh! Main characters: Ji Bochang, Haoyue

What is fate? Destiny? God's will? Irreversible? I don't understand. I just know I can't bear to see a beauty's gray hair, and a sword will destroy my love. -------------------------------------------------------. The most beloved beauty, the love story I hate the most. It seems that no great writer has written about it yet, so I have to do it myself to resolve my resentment. Recently, the updates have been unstable, so I am immature, long-winded, and slow to warm up. Please forgive me. [Thanks to Yiqiankejun for the cover]

[Black Myth + Reality + Urban + Single Female Lead + Cool Story] On August 20th, Black Myth: Wukong was launched globally, and Sun Ze put on the golden hoop in the physical luxury gift package with excitement. "The man of destiny... are you... ready to face your destiny?" The moment he put on the golden hoop, this line of words appeared in front of Sun Ze's eyes. He was so scared that he wanted to take off the golden hoop on his head immediately, but the golden hoop disappeared. All he saw was [Entering the game, please wait...], and then he fell into endless darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered the game world of Black Myth: Wukong, and had become the monkey of destiny. However, it was even more bizarre.

At the White Bone Cave on Skull Mountain, dwells a Taoist immortal. His magical weapon is the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Cloth, and his mount is a blue phoenix. His disciples are the Azure Cloud Boy and the Colorful Cloud Boy. Kind and reasonable, he was bullied to death by Nezha and his disciple Taiyi Zhenren because he lacked powerful magical weapons. He was an unlucky immortal…

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