Chanting in the Palm of the Hand

The three-foot green front is chanting in the palm of your hand Heaven and earth are a furnace, forging my body, refining my bones, and solidifying my soul Six reincarnations, all going to a life and death banquet ********** Yan Zhencang's path to immortality, in a nutshell, is that he stumbles around like a headless fly but is stubborn and refuses to look back. No matter how many maps he changes, he remains unswervingly lucky E to hold on to his hatred. Yan Zhencang: ... I thought that the sword number given to me by the sect was because I was expected to "rest on the common people", but I didn't expect that it was because I disliked me for always falling behind and lowering my average level, like a little fly staring behind me and unable to get rid of it QAQ ********** The author is a newbie and is stupid, but he still wants to fulfill his youthful and frivolous dream and write a path to immortality (the daydream is so beautiful, please don't wake me up qwq). So I probably want to save the manuscript first! Real has no writing, just pat. The copywriting has already made me gray with worry......