Wei Peng knew it from birth and was pretentious.
When she was still in her mother's womb, she listened to the spiritual techniques and cultivation experiences of powerful people from all walks of life in the world's number one immortal sect. She waited until she was pregnant in ten months, was born, and showed off her skills in front of everyone.
However, as soon as he landed, the tip of his nose was filled with blood.
When I open my eyes again, the setting sun is red and the crow feathers are black...
Wei Peng was at a loss and looked around.
In front of me: crows, bird's nests, branches, and a lonely sunset.
Spiritual beasts, elixirs, magic weapons, and bustling fairy gates are now missing.
Wei Peng gave up thinking and decided to focus on his current survival dilemma.
Intention: Stubborn growth