“What? You come back from the world of cultivating immortals, can you cultivate? Can you make pills? Can make Qi? Among the martial artists, you are the master? Among the cultivators, you are the gods? I can’t offend you?” Lin Nan raised his mouth, showing a trace of disdain, big hands One shot.

The first person in Southeastern Province, the master of Jiangnan Budo, died!

“Oh, you come from hell, the lives and deaths of other people are between your thoughts? I can’t provoke you?” Lin Nan nodded lightly, eyes full of contempt, and curled his fingers.

Lord Yan’s worship, pawn!

“The king of mercenaries and the king of killers dared to pretend to be forceful in front of me. The immortal cultivation world in front has returned, and the return of hell is dead. Are you too unpretentious?” Lin Nan’s mouth twitched slightly and stared at him.

A certain mercenary king, death!

“Sorry, there is no one in this world that I can’t afford!” Lin Nandao, suddenly his eyes turned, his eyes filled with the smell of petting.

“Good wife, come, come and eat this bowl of chicken soup made with ten thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum, the child in your stomach, but the hope of the whole family!”

A broken and destroyed world of immortals and gods, a scroll of jade slips that inherits the immortal way, a tragedy whose fate has long been turned into an elegy, and a failed dog that cannot be held up by the mud.

"When I swallow a golden elixir, I realize that my fate is determined by me and not by God."

In the world of the Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei sang softly, and behind him, thirty thousand miles of rays of light gathered and dispersed, like a mighty sea of clouds.

He broke off a wooden branch at random, leaned down and poked Lu Mingze's face with the wooden branch.

"My dear brother, are you moved?"

At that moment, Lu Mingze really wanted to grab Destiny's collar and put it on its face to question.

"What do you care about this thing...calling it a bad dog or a bad boy?!"

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Resurrection of spiritual energy, faith first.

Someone Li Daitao ossified the heavenly father, Buddha, and gods. They intend to use false beliefs to become enlightened. Some people have autobiographies, they believe that they are legends, so there is no need to pretend to be others. Some people become synonymous with stars, idols and everything that can be worshiped by people. They believe that no matter how false beliefs are, they are also beliefs.

And Li Yi also came back, he was not reincarnated, he just returned to his own body.

After living for 5,700 years, he was tired and exhausted. He has seen all the prosperity in the world, he has suppressed all the people in the world who are equal, he is a living immortal, he is Li Changsheng.

Now he is Li Yi, he just wants to lie down.

Then he became the fairy in the world again, this time he did nothing but lay quietly at home.

The New Bible, Da Lei Yin Book, Sword God’s Autobiography, Tianxue’s Autobiography, Qingxuan’s Autobiography…the deeds written by countless strong men cannot escape an ending, the living immortal Li Changsheng.

No matter how stunningly talented and talented, they will eventually stop in front of him.

Li Yi: Li Changsheng’s matter, what do I care about Li Yi?

In an apocalyptic world where a highly corrosive fog has been decimating cities and causing huge numbers of casualties, citizens live in a constant state of panic and worry. With the government struggling to prevent further tragedies, it was difficult for people to carry on with hope when they’re uncertain about their own futures.

Ye Zhao is blessed with an uncanny ability to sense when this fog will appear. He uses this skill to alert his friends, Luo Xiaochen and Xia Zhiming, and those who will listen to his advice online. A life saved lives on for another day, and with Ye Zhao’s ‘sixth sense’ guiding them through the chaos, the three have been able to evade the worst of the fog and keep their little lives intact till now.

Sometimes, it really helps when you have a friend who is even more reliable than the weatherman…

However, amongst all the chaos, Ye Zhao slowly realizes that his senses are becoming more and more sensitive. He was seeing things that normal people couldn’t see, hearing things that normal people couldn’t hear…What is this? Is he slowly going crazy?

To add the cherry on top of his chaotic life, he is unexpectedly reunited with his old flame, Nie Renyan, when Luo Xiaochen finds him lying unconscious near his apartment building. Once tight lovers, and now practically strangers, Ye Zhao finds himself with many questions and the burning urge to strangle the man who broke his heart by suddenly vanishing from his life.

Why did you leave? Where did you go? Why did you show your face after all these years?

With Nie Renyan’s opportune reappearance which only creates more questions than answers, Ye Zhao suddenly finds himself embroiled in a mystery that involves a world beyond his wildest imagination. What are these fantastical beasts? What does this have to do with the fog and with Ye Zhao himself? Nie Renyan, just what the hell are you?!

When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and there is something inaction and nothingness.

A false earth god: I want to reincarnate!

A real earth god: After I kill you, I will create a great Feng Shui formation for you and make a beautiful grave bag for you.

A false earth god: a man of great virtue.

A real God of the Earth: This thing is good, bring it to you. The treasures of nature, materials and earth will be inhabited by the virtuous.

False Earth God: Honest and honest.

The real God of Earth: Everything on the earth is my eyes and ears, I will just watch you pretend! I, who should cooperate with your performance, turned a blind eye!

Does the earth god have to be on earth? It’s not too much for me to take on another life and be a heavenly official, right?

With the game system of “Horse and Blade”, I crossed into the magical world. Starting from a slave in the arena, death is not the end, but another starting point. Relying on blood to rebirth and rebirth in one’s own descendants continuously, constantly struggling. .

Velu was reborn as Velu Singh, a small landowner in a county town in Bihar, India, in the year 2000. His comfortable life, which should have been smooth sailing, was shattered by the Brahmin family of the county town. Desperate, Velu was forced to accept the pressures of others, allowing his "Holy Temple" insurance company to rise to prominence! "Hello, because your company doesn't have fire insurance, there's a high possibility of a fire tonight at midnight..." "Hello, because your family doesn't have personal insurance, we suggest you sleep with your eyes open." Velu thought he had done enough, but he didn't expect that in this outrageous country, his actions would actually be admired. "Sir Velu, your company has over ten million employees! What on earth are you trying to do?" "Leader Velu, our territory has surpassed one million square kilometers! Our subjects hope you will become the king of kings." Velu unfolded the world map and took a look: "It's too small, too small. Only one million..."

What should I do if I come to the declining world of immortal cultivation but cannot cultivate immortality because I have no spiritual roots?

Zhang Wei: If you can't break through, use series connection. If you don't have enough resources, use parallel connection. Anyway, keep electrifying me!

What should I do if my family has no foundation in the world of immortal cultivation for the first time?

Zhang Wei: My fellow Taoist, my mealworms are absolutely clean and hygienic!

What should I do if I have no clue about the methods of alchemy, talismans, arrays, etc.?

Zhang Wei: Stop talking! Stop talking! Besides, my hairline is going to move back again!

Second Master, Second Master! The ancestor of the sickly sect of the Hehuan Sect next door is here again!

Zhang Wei: It's okay, she is addicted to immortality, I will just go and electrify her.

Many years later, when Zhang Wei finally broke through the pond of the five domains and saw a wider world, his expression suddenly became like a bereaved mother.

Zhang Wei: Alas, I came to the wrong place, and I still have to help the poor! What? You said you have oil? From now on, you are my half-brother!

ps: The author is not an electrical professional, so some settings are just for your reference, don't be too serious.

"This is the twentieth day of my time travel, and the world is becoming more and more abnormal..."

"I'm not infected, but I don't know why, I always do things I don't know..."

"I found out that I was wrong, I never traveled through time!"

"I don't know since when, the eyes of people around me are full of deep fear..."

"I seem to understand something..."

"It turns out... I... am fake..."

This is a fanfiction for the Digimon Ghost game. It makes up for the regret of the Ghost game ending being so bad!

As long as there are people who are willing to believe and support me, I will lead you into this brand new world... (Please forgive me if there are any shortcomings. My writing skills are limited, so please don't criticize me if you don't like it!)