Boredom Rides the Wind Thirty Thousand Miles

The sword rides on the wind for thirty thousand miles, and a cold light reaches the sky. Gods are also made by mortals, and there is no escape from joys and sorrows. How many golden elixir practitioners in ancient and modern times have spent their lives fighting for opportunities. Only the country is there every year, and the scenery is so beautiful. Everyone in the world thinks that being a god is good, and you won't have any worries if you become a god. Please know the grievances and grievances, and all the wronged souls will be repaid by the sword. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.