Not Immortal

A hundred thousand years later, Daojun Xuanchen recalled himself when he was young. It was a sunny day, and he was knocked unconscious and brought to the Heavenly Demon Sect. This is the beginning of the story. From then on, Yang Xiu plunged into the storm of the times with his ruthless, scheming, yet flexible character. Along the way, he slayed and eliminated demons, tried the swords of Qishan Sword Sect, drank the wine of Lingxiao Taoist Palace, fell in love with several people, and also had a few people he must kill. The life of Demon Lord, the Taoist Lord of other families, was magnificent, but he could only describe it as rolling and rolling. "Then how many times have you fallen in love with? Huh?" The beauty sitting in front of the dressing mirror stretched out her delicate hand and pinched the ear of Xuanchen Dao Lord Yang Xiu. "One, one, you are the only one." Yang Xiu begged for mercy, jealous woman, jealous woman. Suddenly there was thunder in the distance, and there seemed to be lightning and thunder. "Madam, wait for a moment. I will comb your hair when I come back from the tribulation... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.