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Xuanxu: Three Hundred Years of Snow Ban
Xianxia Fantasy玄虚:三百年雪禁
Mi Zhengjing
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A Word of Peace
Xianxia Fantasy一字平安
Mi Zhengjing
Su Yanci, the literary god who used to be in charge of destiny documents, was demoted to the mortal world for privately changing his life. He hid in the market and opened a small study, copying scriptures and writing to make a living. There is divine power hidden in his writings, which can soothe the soul and calm the soul, but it cannot relieve his loneliness. Until a regular customer in black named Lu Guichen appeared. He visits the house every day, not seeking wealth or honor, not asking about the future, only insisting on two words - peace. No one knew that this lonely figure was the remnant soul that was saved by his breath of divine energy. You once gave me a glimmer of light to keep me from losing my soul; I will keep you safe for the rest of your life with my thousand-year obsession. God has fallen into the mortal world, and the spirit master has returned to his heart. A wait that lasted for a hundred years finally reunited in the fragrance of ink beside the inkstone.
Su Yanci, the literary god who used to be in charge of destiny documents, was demoted to the mortal world for privately changing his life. He hid in the market and opened a small study, copying scriptures and writing to make a living. There is divine power hidden in his writings, which can soothe the soul and calm the soul, but it cannot relieve his loneliness. Until a regular customer in black named Lu Guichen appeared. He visits the house every day, not seeking wealth or honor, not asking about the future, only insisting on two words - peace. No one knew that this lonely figure was the remnant soul that was saved by his breath of divine energy. You once gave me a glimmer of light to keep me from losing my soul; I will keep you safe for the rest of your life with my thousand-year obsession. God has fallen into the mortal world, and the spirit master has returned to his heart. A wait that lasted for a hundred years finally reunited in the fragrance of ink beside the inkstone.