"What? How did I come to Zongwu Continent?"
"Are you going to get ten draws in a row at the beginning?"
Bodhidharma: "Sir, I usually like to create martial arts, but I don't know why, I always feel like I'm always living in your shadow."
Li Jing: "Master Ancestor, did Bodhidharma's Yi Jin Jing plagiarize your Dragon Yang Bone Strengthening Technique? Why do they always feel like it?"
Wang Chongyang: "Human life is a lingering loneliness. I only love Lin Chaoying in this life. The three sticks buried in the earth do not arouse my interest. I am already the strongest in the world, why do I want to take something?"
A young monk with a handsome face was calmly taking out the pole from his back and moving forward slowly.
"I am a thousand-mile fairy light, and I am walking from my bamboo stick, stirring up all the wasteland and the four seas, and the young room is buzzing for nine days."
Wang Chongyang flew far away backwards, and there were still marks on his face where he had been hit by the pole.
"I really don't look down on you, I just think that you...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
