People in the sky, swords on the earth, rivers and lakes trampled by horses, swords in hands.
The people in the sky are clay sculptures, the people in the rivers and lakes are ghosts, and the human relationships and sophistication in the rivers and lakes are the threads that can be cut endlessly by the sword in the hand.
How can there be so many time travels and counterattacks? It's just a dream that refuses to be obsessed before dying.
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The beginning of traditional cultivation, the beginning of invincible flow rhythm
The beginning of traditional cultivation, the beginning of invincible flow rhythm
A very good book worth reading