
Ni Jian Wentian
by Feng Yan
About This Novel
Chen Ni, a young carpenter in Clay Vase Lane, had a hot clay vase hidden under his pillow. In the bottle is the left eye of the fallen god, which is also the talisman for the monks of Zhengyang Mountain to wash away the blood of Lizhu Cave. When the hatchet is stained with the blood of your loved ones, when the mortal body falls into the sea of cultivating demons-- His right arm is covered with man-eating demonic scales, and his left eye is condensed with god-killing frost. The palm of his hand was tightly holding the remaining rags of his sister. Ning Yao, the young master of the Sword Qi Great Wall, threw his natal sword for him: "Pick it up, and from now on, the world will be separated from the world!" Li Muwan, an abandoned disciple of the Medicine God Sect, planted a love poison in his erysipelas: "The elixir I refined will defy destiny but not you." The deviant literary sage Ranhunshu has the word "rebellious" in it: "Rules? What I wrote are called rules!" And deep in the sky, the delimiting compass is turning greedily-- The heavenly catastrophe that the monks break through is a scam, and the underworld where the dead souls return is a prison. Even the heaven that protects all living beings is nothing more than a ferocious beast that gnaws at the world! "You want to rebel against the sky, but I want to protect the fireworks." Chen Ni drew out all the fire in the human world and forged it into a sword without an edge. Behind him are the beauty who imprisoned herself in the demon tower, the brother who had his eyes gouged out to mend the cracks in the sky, Wherever the sword pointed, gods and demons knelt and knelt, and all laws were rewritten.
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