When Pei Wende came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the Arhat Hall on Jinshan Temple, looking down at all living beings in the name of "Fahai".

The past grievances, the past karma, and the reincarnation seemed to have become an irreversible past.

However, only Pei Wende knew that the passion in his heart had not been extinguished, and he was still the crazy monk who was willing to take off his robes just to get revenge.

Even the Buddha has his angry eyes, and there is no day to settle the cause and effect.

All living beings in the world seek the Buddha of enlightenment, but I am the only one who sacrifices myself to cut off karma and protect the way.

In Jing Qian's sea of consciousness, a stele rose up. On this stele, all the strokes and drawings were written, all of which were his own destiny.

When destiny and law intersect and are engraved on the destiny stele, a destiny is formed.

The destiny contains the innate roots and potential, and also determines the acquired achievements and practice.

Let's see Jing Qian cast destiny into a sword, cut off the soul and ascend to immortality!

...

[Destiny: Waves, singing on the waves, dancing with the waves! ]

[Destiny: Sumeru, mustard seeds have Sumeru, dust contains the universe! ]

[Destiny: Tushita furnace, luring with absurd words, enjoying Tushita's joy! ]...

...

The fire of destiny burns the body, Sumeru determines the way, singing on the waves, casting swords like dragons, sewing souls and weaving spirits, Tushita furnace tripod, I carve a stele myself to cast longevity.

[Traditional Fantasy] + [Fantasy] + [Xianxia] + [Multiple Female Leads] + [Time Travel] + [Pretending to be Weak to Deceive Others]

Lin Feng transmigrated to the world of cultivation and became the most miserable servant in the Tianxuan Sect. His medicinal fields were on the verge of ruin, he was heavily in debt, and he was about to be thrown into the mine as a labor slave.

In his desperate situation, he became bound to the ancient artifact, the Heaven-Stealing Vine.

This thing is perfect for dealing with all sorts of geniuses who dare to challenge you.

When the aloof saintess had an epiphany, he sneaked away to the side and took the Ice Heart Dao Realm.

When the arrogant sword fanatic broke through, he casually stole the earth-shattering sword intent;

When the alchemy genius successfully completed his pill, he secretly stole the perfect essence of the pill...

From then on, the cultivation world gained a peerless sixth brother.

In the sect competition, he was an all-rounder in swordsmanship, alchemy, talismans, formations, and many other skills, but he always managed to finish tenth in every single one of them.

While everyone thought he was just lucky, little did they know that he had already exploited all the talented individuals out of their wits!

What's even more interesting is that he occasionally offers a little guidance...

result,

The sect's holy maiden: "Senior Brother Lin, tonight...would you be willing to come to my cave to discuss the Dao?"

Demonic Enchantress: "Good brother, your path is more alluring than my charm!"

Stealthily traverse the myriad paths, stealing the opportunities of the heavens!

[Abstract memes + no romantic pairing + hilarious and absurd story + ensemble cast]

With a deafening roar, Chun Jin died on the spot.

He died and then transmigrated into a book, and to make matters worse, he transmigrated into a character that everyone and even dogs dislike!

As the saying goes, a doting brother spoils his sister, and the unluckiest guy in the original novel, Chun Hanwen, is a dog—everyone should be marked in the past. But he's a true man, laughing at the joke, not the person. He spoils his sister by giving her whatever she wants, even the stars and the moon.

But this kind older brother was stabbed to death with a sword because the main characters wanted the elixir but he didn't give it to them. Not only that, his body was also hung in the sect for three days.

In the original story, Chun Jin's fate was even worse. She was tortured beyond recognition by the protagonist's group and left in the wild to fight with stray dogs for food. Her parents, who tried to seek justice, were killed by the protagonist's master with a single sword stroke. This whole family was truly unlucky!

Her face flushed instantly...

[Non-fantastic article] [No system] [Ordinary people] [Can fight and survive] [Six thousand updates a day] [Elite troops route] Refining the strongest corpse puppet, trampling the most crazy immortal!

Chu Ye, a five-element waste of spiritual roots, suffered from contempt and lived in the world.

Until he got the ancient evil cultivation method "Nine Nether Corpse Emperor Sutra" because of the family heirloom jade.

Refining corpses as soldiers, controlling puppets into formations!

Those who bullied me in the past are now all corpse slaves under my feet!

When the immortal gates of the heavens besieged and came, Chu Ye sneered and waved his hand.

In an instant, millions of corpse puppets, evil spirits swallowed the sky!

Who said that waste spiritual roots can't become a master?

I use the corpse way to suppress the eternity!

"Dear fellow immortals, I have finally had the honor of interviewing the Immortal Emperor Lu An, who reigns supreme and has ruled the world for eternity! Lord Immortal Emperor, I've heard your rise to prominence is truly legendary. Could you please share your journey with us?"

"One word, Gou!"

"My achievements are the result of careful and cautious practice, decisive risk avoidance, and quiet development. Just remember this: if you persevere to the end, you will have everything you need!"

Immortal Emperor Lu An, who had died 9999 times, waved his hand and said so.

One day, the iron tree blossoms, and spring buds sprout in winter.

One year, the great river flows backward, and white crows fill the sky.

One lifetime, good and evil are blurred, and peril shadows every step.

One man, with but a single word, laughs proudly across the world.

He declared:

“The heavens may have nine layers, the earth eight desolate realms—yet I will strive to reign over the Seven Realms.

I seek no refuge in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

I have stolen the grains of others, yet walked the seas as a wandering hero.

Three lifetimes of love, two lifetimes as an immortal—

All I desire… is for my words to pierce the heavens!” - NovelUpdates

"System Initiating. The Reincarnation Lifetime Game has begun."

When these words flashed before his eyes, Wang Zhong's life changed.

Reincarnating into a world fulfill a lifetime mission, living a lifetime as another person.

A young eunuch in a decadent court. A sponger son-in-law living in the wife's house. The spoiled child of a rich family. A orphan sold to slavery in a tribe. A village youth dreaming of superstardom...

Seeking to cure his paralysis in the real world, Wang Zhong embarked on a journey through many fantastical worlds.

Zhou Ran transmigrated to a world where immortals roamed freely and demonic beasts roamed freely. He initially thought he would be blessed with immortality and longevity, but instead, he was found to possess a false spiritual root, failing to be selected for any immortal sect. Forced to seek immortality in the Nipan Market, he entered the world of talisman workshops. His steady approach and understanding of human nature earned him the appreciation of Bai Ren Zhai, allowing him to embark on the path of immortality. He thought he could finally cultivate peacefully, but the appearance of an old man shattered the tranquility of the market. At that moment, a fortune slip appeared, offering him two choices: [A medium-to-high fortune: Avoid the crowds, wait until everyone has dispersed, then enter the secluded bamboo grove alone in the night rain. Your footsteps will be silent and peaceful; there will be no calamities or misfortunes here. You will obtain a seventh-grade opportunity. Auspicious.] [A very inauspicious fortune: Go to participate in the selection. You may have a chance to be selected, but you will be in grave danger, your life or death uncertain. Extremely inauspicious!] ...Ten thousand years later, Zhou Ran proved his Dao through talismans, standing on the other side of time and space...

The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, its waters unable to wash away the blood of human heroes. Since Emperor Chengyang raised his army six thousand years ago, this world has belonged to our human race. ———— This is the latest installment of my multi-part novel, *The Cold Heaven Emperor*, a work of over three million words, which is nearing its end.