When my father was robbing an emperor's tomb, he was trapped by the hanging soul ladder and died of exhaustion in the tomb. When my second uncle was exploring the underground fairy palace in Hengduan Mountain, he was swallowed by the hanging sacred tree and floated in the fairy palace forever. My third uncle went to northern Myanmar to smuggle jewelry and ancient jade, strayed into the virgin forest, became crazy, and disappeared without a trace.
As an ordinary person, I met a master of Henan Qigong, and after narrowly escaping from death, I obtained the red crystal of the heavenly thing. Encountered the Japanese Emperor's dragon-slaying advance team and almost lost his life. Fortunately, thanks to the care of the Phoenix Blood Jade, he only managed to save a small life. I encountered the ghost army of Zhang Xianzhong from Tianpoxing, and witnessed the power of killing monuments and destroying heaven and earth in seven steps...
However, all the coincidences and all the luck slowly pushed me into a shocking conspiracy.
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It doesn't matter if it's good or not, the main thing is: writing is the only hobby left in my life.