Ye Wuhan was a disciple who was practicing on Lingshan Mountain. He thought that he could not live on the mountain eating and waiting for death for the rest of his life. As a result, his master died as soon as he kicked off his legs. He could only carry the coffin to send the master back to his hometown. On the first night he came down the mountain, he was given as a sacrifice to the mountain god. He raised his eyes and glared at the mountain god. The mountain god looked so familiar and looked like his master who had just died.
Ye Wuhan went to the funeral group in Penglai, focusing on a "full movie star".
The arrogant Gu Master has a special bloodline, the weak doctor draws his sword and wants revenge, the fake Taoist holds a sword and asks the world with a smile, and the blind beggar is the daughter of the chief of the fairy world - all of them are pretending to be big.
Just when this horse-racing competition in the world of cultivators came to an end and everyone thought it couldn't be more exciting——
Ye Wuhan, who was being hunted, slowly raised his hands and said, "I seem to be a god."
Everyone:? This guy pretends to be bigger.
Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, demons and monsters all come out, demons and monsters are rampant in the world. When hundreds of immortal families are in chaos, a black shadow suddenly appears behind Ye Wuhan. The black shadow holds Ye Wuhan's hand and says: "Brother, say something nice and I will help you."
Ye Wuhan walked along, thinking that he was alone. When he suddenly looked back, he was shocked to realize that he was no longer a carefree stone man.
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Floating life is like a gift, grudges are like a lock.
The fierce past has finally turned into dust in the gap; the old dreams are overwhelming, leaving only the remains of the eaves.
There is no station in the passing river, and those who have gone by cannot be remonstrated; the future is dim and dim, and those who travel alone feel sad.
But I saw the old trees in front of the court, withered and bloomed every year, letting the wind and lights go out in the corners of his eaves.
Mission: Life is precious