The pine wind blows away the tea smoke, and the gods sleep peacefully in the white clouds. Unconsciously, I dreamed of the past, when an old man told stories under a tree at the entrance of the village. Those stories of gods and ghosts, fox spirits and mountain monsters that shocked the children were neither real nor illusory, strange and romantic, but I still felt that they were wonderful. ... In a dream of traveling to the immortal world, how many people can achieve immortality? The story of Lin Jue seeking immortality in a world of strange stories about gods and immortals.

As the past and future become intertwined, the fate of all worlds hangs in the balance.

ps: This is not a book about Valoran heroes invading World of Warcraft, but a book about the people of the two worlds fighting against fate together.

Immortals and Buddhas have disappeared. In the last days of the Dharma, there are no more real people in the world.

"Practicing Taoism and seeking truth" has become a legend. Left-handed and side-door ways, no-righteous pseudo-cultivation are rampant, and the real practitioners are called... demons and evil spirits by the world.

Qiu Zhen traveled through time and broke the mystery in the womb for three years. Unfortunately, he has not waited for his system, portable grandfather, and golden finger. He is mediocre, frustrated, and unable to climb the ladder to the top...

"Don't force me to cultivate immortality! " That

night, the cool breeze was blowing, Qiu Zhen lay flat on the ground and looked up at the sky.

It is said that in the most mysterious and supreme heaven of Taixu, there is a heavenly palace called Miro Palace, and the immortal of Miro is the supreme immortal.

"One day, I must go up and take a look!"

Under the bright starlight, Qiu Zhen stood up resolutely and walked towards the lights of thousands of houses...

The finished and 10,000-ordered masterpiece "The Celestial Immortal Official"

Liu Chengfeng asked: Is there a quick guide to becoming a master god?

Gao Shan said: I have the Demon-killing Art hidden in my South Peak, the best skill in the Qingmeng Realm

Jiang He said: I have the blood of a real dragon at my source, drink a mouthful and you will gain the skill of ten thousand years

Desert said: I have a thousand hells, I will send you to heaven

Master said: I have a divine dynasty, three thousand saints...

Liu Chengfeng said: Master, the master god or something is not important, I like to be a saint's son.

After decades of hard work, Charles finally became a demigod of the church and was granted the right to spread the faith. He was just about to enjoy life and change the world. But he traveled to a world tens of thousands of years later. Facing the slander against him in world history and the declining church,

Charles couldn't help but shed tears. What happened to this world? It was so cold. When can our demigods really stand up!

Steampunk, guns, steel battleships, airships, magic potions, gods... The mystery has never been far away. Under the tide of the great era, the secret world and the real world collide. The mystery has never left. The gods will eventually return..."

Legend has it that he descended from the sky, riding on the wind, descending from the Vermillion Bird, and stepping on...

Whenever this sentence is heard, there is always a big bird jumping angrily and saying, "Nonsense, this kid just slipped and fell off the cliff and happened to fall on me!"

And the handsome young man next to him just smiled shyly, then reached out and rubbed the big bird's beautiful crest, and said, "There is no way, who told my parents to name me Fang Luoya?"

Now that he is really off the cliff, he has to give some benefits!

Zombies, gathering the resentment of heaven and earth, are born of filth, not old, not dead, not extinguished. Abandoned by the three realms of heaven and earth and man outside the six paths of sentient beings, wandering and helpless, displaced, using resentment as strength and blood as food in the world, and using the blood of sentient beings to vent endless loneliness. Not regulated by the six paths, having endless years. Since I have come to the zombie world and become a zombie, then I will become the master of the zombie world. That is, a zombie is the king of zombies.

“The son deserves to be an example of justice!”

“Positive, elegant and easy-going, jealous like hatred, not good at female sex!”

“The sky does not give birth to a son, the right way is like a long night!”

Everyone is moved.

…

Don’t boast!

Don’t praise me anymore!

This son does not want justice, this son is not a righteous example!

Let go of this son, this son is not crazy, don’t take medicine!

This son wants to do bad things and be a villain!

I beg you, let this son do something bad!

She, a top-level killer at the Killer Employment Center is unexpectedly sent by her aunt to the bed of the big boss of Night Empire and got pregnant! When she wants to ask about the baby’s father, her aunt flees away…

Six years later, when she, taking the child, turns every stone to find her aunt, she gets accidentally involved in a gangster dispute. The child is taken away by people with Night Empire. In desperation, she has to disguise as a male driver and undercover around the big boss…

After traveling through time, he took charge of the witch asylum in An'yuan, and everything was in ruins.

The whole world is leaky and full of dangers.

From big to small, the witches in the asylum are in constant trouble!

In order to let the witches live a happy life and avoid falling into violence, the only thing Zhang Su can do is...

Release your own positive energy and reduce their erosion!

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This work has been completed with 3.37 million words, so feel free to dive in