Beginning from Predicting Death, Killing the Dragon and Becoming the Taoist

Name: Beginning from Predicting Death, Killing the Dragon and Becoming the Taoist
Author: Nanyu Sixteen Tones

by Nanyu Sixteen Tones

ongoing Xianxia Classical Xianxia Male Lead

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There is a blue sky above, and dragon snakes are passing by. There was thunder and pouring rain. People in the world wear gold, swallow white jade, and caress the moon for two thousand years. The spirit is high, the flying light persuades people to drink, the dragon shouts to plow the smoke, you are relieved and I am happy. I don't know how ugly this world is. I only see the cold moon and warm sun. Destroy light and fry life. -- Once Li Fuchan traveled through time, he transformed into Weijiao Yinjie Mountain and roosted in Feiworm Cave, the seventh disciple of Master Yu Sheng. I thought I could cultivate immortality and seek Taoism, and wield a sword across the world. Until he saw the second senior brother being swallowed in one gulp after he had completed the 'Ultimate Purity Dharma'. It turns out that the so-called spiritual practice is just to cleanse oneself and serve as snacks to the demons. The higher the realm of cultivators, the shallower their human nature. They no longer have realms, and they only regard themselves as animals. The north and the south are in confrontation, ten kingdoms stand side by side, barbarians are rampant, those with great supernatural powers control the world, demons use humans and animals, and the herdsmen of the great countries are used as consumables. The dignified "Li Lei", the majesty of the Middle Ages, is used as a concubine. The mighty "sun" is bound in a cage; the miserable bright moon is hidden at the bottom of the swamp. The Great Merciful Lord, beheaded in three lifetimes... There are aristocratic families, immortal sects, monsters, demons, one after another, one after another, you and I have nothing to do with each other, eight thousand years of heroism, only a few stones have been polished, and the bones of mortals are withered and green... How can one survive in such a world? This is a time of great struggle. Fortunately, Li Fuchan can predict his death and inherit consciousness, cultivation, skills, and treasures. Those things that cannot kill me will definitely make me stronger. Li Fuchan: I lazily tell those of you who haven't died that you don't deserve to listen, go to hell.