Cool story + funny + mortal flow + no harem + fantasy + no system

Faith, the meat that is eaten with thick skin,

Purpose: Never do anything that can be solved by deception

Principle: If no one offends me, I will offend him.

Specialties: pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, pretending to be the best

A street thug from the 21st century accidentally obtained a rare treasure and traveled to a world where immortals, demons, and ghosts were rampant. He didn't want to waste this chance to be reborn, he also wanted to cultivate to be an immortal!

A young boy who was born in a remote town in the Northern Territory obtained a spiritual pearl by chance and started a legendary life in the Spirit Territory. He was determined to travel through all the heavens and realms to find the love of his heart, and step by step he reached the pinnacle of the Spirit Territory and became a war immortal.

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.)

Stealing is not a right way, it is not a normal way of stealing, there is a way of stealing!

Chen Ziyan accidentally came to the world of Zongmu and obtained the selection system.

As long as you make a decision when a special event occurs, you can obtain extraordinary magic and treasures that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Secret inheritance, ancient bloodline, rare birds and beasts...

And all of this starts from our encounter that year...

On a rainy night, the Taoist saint came to chase and kill him.

At the end of the fateful battle, the gods descended from the unknown, and the dusty dynasty opened up to them—

Undead skeletons are buried deep in the decaying earth, hideous evil spirits are lurking in the dark ocean, and human cultivators have established their own sects, using iron swords to fight against all the ancient things in the world.

The boy awakens here...

[Non-traditional Cultivation] + [Chinese-style Cthulhu] + [Suspense and Horror] + [Transmigration]

Strange Heavenly Dao, abnormal demons, and eccentric immortals and Buddhas!

Is it real? Is it fake? Or is it a blur between truth and falsehood?

Yang Huan, labeled "weird and impure," cannot tell.

All he wants is to survive!

When I was born, the river rose, carrying a coffin into my home. Fifteen years later, the coffin was opened, revealing a woman inside... Feng shui, numerology... countless folk tales, countless stories of bizarre things. (Keywords: Corpse Fragrance, Coffin-Fragrance Beauty) Protagonist: Li Yang

Since ancient times, talented people have loved to be arrogant, but they did not know that God's will is unpredictable.

There are no innocent souls under the sword of Zhu Xian, so don’t hesitate when you go to the Styx.

"Medicine, medicine..."

Chu Ci stared indifferently at the dying First Emperor, crushing the pill in his hand into powder.

"Let's stop taking drugs, starting with you and me."

Outside the palace, Zhao Yan, covered in dog muzzles, and Li Xiang, with horns growing on his head, were practically beating their brains out.

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Four hundred years passed in a flash.

As the saying goes, long separations must reunite, long reunions must separate.

"I'll tell you my name, and shock you. I'm Lingling Shang...!"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Ci tore his head off.

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Another eight hundred years, axelight and candlelight.

Chu Ci patted Old Zhao's shoulder, looking at Zhao Er, who, even with his head blown off, could still swing his axe and chop.

"Little brother, you, Old Er, are quite extraordinary."

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A thousand years passed in a flash, atop Meishan Mountain.

Chu Ci, dressed in white, stood in the wind, glancing at the current emperor as he hung a rope.

"Little dog, this crooked tree isn't strong enough. Let's try another."

Looking out over the capital, breached by countless treacherous attacks, Emperor Qiming, ready to sacrifice his life for his country, froze.

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[The treacherous erosion, the fall of Heaven.]

[Note: This book doesn't follow the 'traditional cultivation of immortality' path. There will be no mortals rising to the realm of cultivation. Instead, it follows the long course of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and is guaranteed to satisfy our readers.]