Zhang Qingyu traveled to the vast fairyland, and finally stepped into the fairyland, but found that the road to fairyland was rugged. If he wanted to gain a foothold, without extraordinary abilities and background, it would be just a dream.
Fortunately, he has a talent tree, which is fed by spiritual power and can grow branches to seek immortality with his talent.
The inner eye of Fu Dao leaves no trace when treading on the snow, the heart of the sword is clear, and the golden cicada escapes from its shell...
Mu Ran looked back and realized that he had been standing on top of the clouds for some time.
