Meng Xiaoxi crossed over, and when he opened his eyes again, he was born in the world of cultivation. The vast continents are interconnected and form the entire world of cultivation. The roads leading from continent to continent are ever-changing. Some are seas, some are clouds, some may be galaxies, or abyss and hell... During the continuous upgrading of his travels, Meng Xiaoxi met all kinds of people.
Love, hate, grudges, jealousy, parting is just the prelude to the next meeting. There are thousands of roads in the world, but you and I will reach the same destination through different paths.
