I have lived in a thatched cottage for a long time, but I don't know how old I am, so I have to come together to find immortality.
In the morning, I pick up colorful mist and weave clouds, and in the evening, I capture purple electricity and cast it into a flying sword.
After only surviving three thousand wind and fire tribulations, another eighty thousand thunderstorms arose.
Turn the world upside down, and then return the Qingming Festival to the world.
Traditional immortals and mortals upgrade flow.
This is my first time writing a book, so I have some deficiencies. Readers, please correct me and I hope you will understand.
