Seek your own path, keep searching, and you'll find the way of humanity. Water and mountains may be crossed, but the path remains. May Heaven never grow old, and may my hometown forever be well. I see only green mountains, yet everywhere they are pierced by rain and wind. The road to my hometown seems endless. The Way of the Taoist, the Way of the Gods—I seek the way of humanity myself. Demons and monsters all claim to be good, but the winds howl and thunder roars, heaven and earth waile and ghosts cry. Why has the once beautiful land become a sea of ​​blood? The road to my hometown seems like a road of no return. I ask humanity, where can I find the Way? (Although this has been used before, I'll still use it to feel appropriate.)

What if one day, every spacecraft in outer space around Earth—whether it's China's Changgong Space Station or the US SpaceLink satellite constellation—were destroyed, their debris forever circling the Earth, like the gnarled rope tightly wrapped around a prisoner's neck on a gallows? Would you still be able to breathe? Could you escape unscathed? Could such a scenario ever happen? If it did, would it be a blessing or a curse? Would you choose to be imprisoned in the heavens, or break free? Waiting online, it's urgent.

Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.

One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;

The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;

The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;

Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:

Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...

A different world of immortals and heroes...

After being killed by her fellow disciples out of jealousy, Zhou Ruo, a fairy healer in the cultivation world, transmigrated into the body of a four-year-old child in the mortal realm who only loves to eat fruit, with less than 10% of her spiritual power remaining.

In order to survive in the mortal world, Zhou Ruode restored his spiritual power by treating patients.

The paralyzed young general, the servants of the general's mansion, and the wounded soldiers in the military camp... all miraculously recovered under her treatment.

The princess, the crown prince, the harem... the Imperial Hospital was helpless, but she cured them all with her needles.

The young general became her personal bodyguard;

The servants and soldiers picked fruit for her everywhere;

The concubines wanted to reward her handsomely, but she was only interested in the fruit in the fruit platter.

While everyone else was eating, she was eating fruit.

The doctor charged money for treating patients, but she only accepted fruit.

She ate fruit while treating her illness, and by the time she was cured, she was full.

Emperor...