Suddenly, a madman sharpens his knife at night, and the emperor's star flutters high.

From now on, there is no need to worry about killing people.

kill! kill! kill!

War disaster, drought, famine.

The protagonist travels through time and becomes a disaster victim at the beginning, in order to survive.

He sold himself to death in the battlefield!

The flower of killing blooms!

Magical powers, martial arts, visualization, breathing...

Rising from the slaves, heading towards the sky.

Along the way, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind you!

And gradually, he slowly discovered that the world is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Jiang Xuan found a strange box under the bed.

Inside is a small miniature world with mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, pavilions, and two groups of little people in different clothes fighting.

What surprised him even more was that this group of little people could fly with swords, spit water and fire, and claimed to be immortal cultivators.

He put a small bottle cap of Farmer Three Fists mineral water into it, and it turned into a spiritual liquid of astonishing value;

He put a piece of jade in it, and it turned into a mountain of spiritual stones;

He recited the "Tao Te Ching" to the villain inside, and it actually caused the entire world to shake, strange phenomena to appear, and the three thousand great ways to resonate endlessly!

Hybrid rice has become a magical rice with astonishing yield per mu;

Titanium alloy becomes indestructible divine iron;

Ordinary ginseng has become a rare medicinal king;

The Eighth Set of Radio Gymnastics has become a top-notch bodybuilding technique...

Looking at the group of little people in the box who were bowing down to him, Jiang Xuan suddenly had an idea: if he took out the things in the little people's world, would it also become different?

So he tried to practice the simplest fire control technique in the villain world.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Xuan looked at the fireball emitting scorching heat in his palm and fell into deep thought.

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"Above the Nine Heavens, there is a supreme being."

“He said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light in the world.”

"His name cannot be heard, imagined, or recited. He gives us everything. He stands at the end of the great road. He is eternal and immortal. He looks down upon all beings in heaven and earth with mercy."

"We respect him as the Dao Ancestor."

——"Divine Continent: Chronicle of Daozu"

Mortals, steady, decisive in killing, not saintly, all have high IQ and rich emotions.

The protagonist holds a cave, raises spiritual beasts, marries a mysterious woman, plants spiritual herbs, and gets help from everyone, taking every step steadily.

The painting style is light and cheerful, and never abuses the protagonist, but it still retains the cruelty of cultivating immortals.

Wang Yang accidentally traveled to the world of immortals, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he had become a servant.

He originally wanted to seduce the young lady and make the servant sing, but after all, there is a difference between master and servant.

I also accidentally learned that one can cultivate immortality in this world.

Wang Yang’s journey to becoming an immortal began from then on.

If the introduction is weak, please move to the main text.

Every character in this book is rich in emotions.

There are those who have opportunities, but die with those who are arrogant.

There are those who are dissatisfied with the injustice faced by their sects and whose minds are eventually twisted.

There are those who bear a deep blood feud and endure humiliation and become slaves.

Some people die because of jealousy and talkativeness.

There are those who succeed by accumulating foundation from three generations, but die because of being too proud.

There are those who carry the heritage but are attached to the land of fireworks, and thus miss the great road.

There are those who give everything for their childhood sweetheart, but end up losing both their money and their lives.

There are those who seek a peaceful and stable life, but end up becoming cannon fodder.

[Superpowers] [Slow pace] [Single female lead] [Relaxed] [Daily]

I am Qi Jing, and I have traveled to a parallel universe.

But this Earth seems a little different.

Thirty years ago, the first dimensional gate appeared on Earth, leading to an unknown other world.

People who come into contact with the other world will gain source power and superpowers.

As expected, I got a powerful superpower: lottery.

I can draw martial arts, supernatural powers, magic, skills, artifacts, imperial tools, pets...

and there is no CD, so I can draw as much as I want.

I thought I could get through the other world quickly.

But it doesn't have a guarantee!

(╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴

What a fucking other world, just mess around, and see when you can draw out the magic skills.

Isn't it nice to fall in love and play games?

Liang Sheng travels through another world, starting with a child with dull talent.

Chizi is dull: sincere heart, perseverance, extremely slow cultivation speed, no bottleneck in the world.

But what if there is no bottleneck in the world?

Cultivation speed is extremely slow, it is rubbish.

But when he practiced the Changchun Kungfu, which was only at the ninth level, and broke through to the tenth level and extended his life for another 20 years, he suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is the true world where there is no bottleneck in any method, and any method can break through the limit and continue to practice.

That being the case, one health-preserving exercise is not enough, so I will practice ten!

If ten is not enough, then twenty!

All in all, I want to live forever!

PS: There are already high-definition novels with over 10 million words, “The World Doesn’t Know How Strong I Am” and “The Ferryman in the Yellow Spring”.

A system with demonic energy.

A shopkeeper with an eerie aura,

An inn with an eerie atmosphere.

We built a seven-star stove, and boiled water from the three rivers in a copper kettle. We set out an eight-immortal table to entertain guests from all directions.

Welcoming guests from all corners of the world with a smile, though a demon has two mouths. Meeting someone brings a smile, and white robes are exchanged for red.

As soon as the person left, the cup remained warm, and a drunken donkey collapsed beside the table.

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A cup of wine for travelers from all directions, idle chatter about farming – this is a lighthearted, everyday, and humorous story from an inn.

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[Family Cultivation][Pseudo Group Portrait][Mortal Flow][No System Plug-in][Farming Article]

A worker in the previous life, a monk in this life.

After working hard all my life, I am nothing but an ox or a horse. In this life, I will live well.

Marry a wife, have children, enjoy a peaceful life, and live a long life.

The road ahead is long and arduous, but I will continue to search for it...

Realm division: Zhenwu realm, Qi Condensation realm, Daoji realm, Jindan realm, Yuanying realm, Huashen realm, Zixu realm, Hedao realm, Mahayana realm...

"Master, people say there are gods in this Taoist temple. Excuse me, are there really gods in this Taoist temple?"

Facing the reporter's questions, the energetic Song Feng looked somewhat ordinary, and said like an old man of his age: "There is no such thing as immortals. These are just rumors spread by outsiders. These days, we believe in science. Young comrade, feudal superstition is not acceptable~"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a multicolored light streak across the sky in the distance. Then, a middle-aged Taoist swallowed a spinning sword ball and said to the old man anxiously, "Master, this is bad! The demon dragon you suppressed has broken free!"

Hearing this, the old man paused slightly, then looked at the reporter awkwardly and explained, "...Haha, my apprentice loves acting and doing performance art. He's too immersed in his acting."

After he finished speaking, the old man glanced at the reporter, who was skeptical about his life, and asked, "...Is the camera off?"

"It's off...it's off~" The reporter didn't react.

"That's good..." Upon hearing the reporter's words, the old man smiled faintly. A terrifying aura spread from his body. He simply shook his shoulders, and his entire body transformed into a sacred deity that connected heaven and earth. He said in a thunderous voice, "It's just a small loach. I really gave him honor!"

It turned into a beam of light that connected the sky and the earth and disappeared among the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Photographer: “…”

reporter:"……"

There are countless immortal palaces in the Seven Continents, and millions of cultivators are as numerous as stars. Cultivation has always been difficult. Therefore, people say, "Cultivation is more difficult than ascending to the sky." The man raised his sword and looked at the sky, but just shook his head. "It's not difficult." Cultivating to the sky is not difficult, and killing the sky... is not difficult either.

The miserable young man Chen Hao was killed accidentally while trying to avoid the police. His soul traveled to the continent of gods and demons with a royal book. The royal book can restore the deficiencies of all mental skills and martial arts, analyze the ingredients of all elixir recipes, repair the shortcomings of all magic weapons, and retell all the secrets of the world. The various supernatural powers of the royal book made Chen Hao very successful in the unfamiliar continent of gods and demons. He had all kinds of martial arts, elixirs, and magic weapons, and beautiful women from all walks of life cried and shouted to sleep with him.