The planet exploded and our home was gone.
Wei Chen, a casual cultivator in the Qi refining period, was swept into the star sea and became a helpless interstellar refugee. No spiritual roots, no background, no adventure - others traveled through the system, but he wandered with only a life.
In order to survive, he dug mines on the Mine Star, swept the ground on the Sword Star, and worked as a drug tester on the Pill Star. Every planet is a wandering of life and death, and every breakthrough is the accumulation of life.
Someone asked him: Is it worth the hardship?
He smiled, picked up the old baggage, and boarded the next interstellar spirit boat.
Thousands of planets are all roads, and all kinds of methods can be learned. If there is no golden finger, then use your feet to measure the sea of stars; if there is no adventure, then use time to build a fairyland.
This is the story of a vagabond and a lone traveler's epic journey to immortality.
From Qi refining to ascension, every star he walked across was engraved with a mortal's name.
This book is good
Writing like a running account