
Wan Lutian
About This Novel
Wu Changqing always felt that he was just an ordinary cultivator in Qinghe City. At the third level of Qi training, he has no sect or background. He usually delivers goods, keeps watch, moves rice, chops firewood, and earns a few broken souls to survive. His greatest skill is not cultivation, but settling accounts. After all, for low-level monks, they must live first before they are qualified to talk about the path to immortality. Until that day, he took a shortcut into Black Wind Ridge. The dead people who were extinguished first but could still go home, the demon wolf filled with evil spirits, the missing road monuments, the out-of-control land records, and the names that are being "erased" bit by bit... Only then did Wu Changqing realize that the most terrifying thing in the world was not the monster, but- Someone is tampering with the records of heaven and earth. In the Ten Thousand Records of Heaven, mountains and rivers are recorded, and all living beings have names. If your name is erased, the life lamp will be extinguished, the world will forget, and even the traces of your existence will gradually disappear. But Wu Changqing is an exception. The name mirror cannot see him clearly, the destiny lamp cannot record him completely, and even those evil spirits who specialize in erasing people's names have a hard time actually encountering him. It's like among all the records in the world, he was missed. As a result, the most inconspicuous rice-sending cultivator broke into this conspiracy that swept the mountains and rivers. My name is Wu Changqing. They said I was destined to have no name. But I'm still alive.
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