Ten Songs of Chaoran

There are hundreds of houses in the streets. The ghost valley is paved with rocks. Why save Chaohua? As soon as the unicorn appears, the dragon appears all over the world. The Qilin clan, which was supposed to be extinct, reappeared in the world ten thousand years later. At this point, the dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, tiger, mysterious deer and Shu, all the holy beasts were gathered, just waiting for the rain. Soul-returning incense, sky-fixing glass, sun and moon soul... Treasures that reappear in the five realms of ghosts, humans, demons, and immortals. Perhaps this is just a record written in a book thousands of years later, or it is another reincarnation in the sky for thousands of years. In the catastrophe, how will the thousand-year-old soul from the Kunlun Mirror rewrite history? Maybe in the end, this can only be classified as an ancient and plain story, imprinted on the inscription stone, endless. She is Mr. Junran, one of the only ancient mythical beasts Lushu that exists in Tianyuan. However, she is not good at cultivating immortals. She prefers to lean on plum trees and nibble pears. She is slightly... Pollen allergic. "Okay, don't mess around with those graceful poems. A true master dares to settle emotional grudges on his own. You hold this sword and you can decide what to do." "Bai You, let's ask Granny Bai to make a white dress for you tomorrow. Ah, I'll also practice your handsome face so that your face won't be paralyzed for a long time. If you don't wear white clothes, don't hold a fan, and don't know how to be calm, calm, graceful and smiling, the young man named Bai will have no beauty effect no matter how picturesque your face is." He is the second generation phoenix. He holds the decree of the gods in one hand. He treats others like a spring breeze. His five disciples are all at the rank of Lord. This makes all the immortals in the original place feel proud to worship his teacher. "It's just a small gift, but it's a bit shabby, but I heard that Mr. Pears are the best, so I went to ask Lord Miran in Tianyuan and took some from his garden as a token of respect." "The White Goddess Tree is famous for its fruit, but you need to be careful if you eat it. If you choke on it and can't breathe out, you can only stare at it and it may lose its fragrance." He is the Divine Lord Sizhang, who rules over all the gods in the Eight Plains. He has a dull temperament and has lived in the Riyue Mountain for many years. However, he is a wanderer who has lived in his own mountain all year round. "White clothes are good, but they are too troublesome to wash. They look elegant in front of others but are tiring in others." "The meat of this northern mountain bird you raised is very good." He is a horse, or maybe he is just stopping for a moment. He passes by her and this mountain. His life experience is complicated, and he always eats her to death. "Besides, her current cooking skills are not enough to be accepted by the public, and cannot reach the level of "being able to enter the kitchen" as mortals call it, so the time has not yet come." The tone was very cold, very plain, and there was no harm in it at all. "Tell me, what will these lotus flowers look like next season? What should we look like by then?" ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Isn't it too late to write down something I want to say after such a long time? [Laughs] Woo. A story that isn't too confusing. Because I started writing too late and had too little time, there are some loopholes in the development of the characters and the story. However, the characters in it are all my favorites. Sometimes I dream about the set plot [! ]. There are quite a few manuscripts, but only a few have been typed onto computers. At first, I was bored in the dormitory and wanted to write a story for these people, and then it gradually developed into this, a long story... I have a little habit of opening it after posting a chapter and slowly correcting some typos or wording, so I hope readers don't mind [hello]. Thanks again to everyone who clicked in.