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修仙，从灵根消失开始
Mr. Zhang, A Drunkard
Zhu Ping traveled to the world of immortality and passed through the body of a person with the same name. Unlike other time travellers, he didn't get any cheats. What's even worse is that the spiritual roots of the original owner suddenly disappeared. As he gradually understood, there were many cultivation methods in this world. In addition to the righteous cultivation, there were also the Soul Eater Sect, which relied on eating raw souls, and the Zuowang Dao, which relied on tricking people to gain cultivation, and other strange and weird cultivation methods. Correspondingly, the beliefs in this world are also all kinds of strange. He didn't care about these, his only thought was to find a way back as soon as possible and return to Blue Star as soon as possible. "Why are you cultivating immortality?" "To go home," he thought, but said, "Of course it's to attain enlightenment and become an immortal!" "Hahahaha, becoming an immortal? After that incident three hundred years ago, no one can achieve immortality again!"
Zhu Ping traveled to the world of immortality and passed through the body of a person with the same name. Unlike other time travellers, he didn't get any cheats. What's even worse is that the spiritual roots of the original owner suddenly disappeared. As he gradually understood, there were many cultivation methods in this world. In addition to the righteous cultivation, there were also the Soul Eater Sect, which relied on eating raw souls, and the Zuowang Dao, which relied on tricking people to gain cultivation, and other strange and weird cultivation methods. Correspondingly, the beliefs in this world are also all kinds of strange. He didn't care about these, his only thought was to find a way back as soon as possible and return to Blue Star as soon as possible. "Why are you cultivating immortality?" "To go home," he thought, but said, "Of course it's to attain enlightenment and become an immortal!" "Hahahaha, becoming an immortal? After that incident three hundred years ago, no one can achieve immortality again!"
From Being Poor and Cultivating Immortals, to Being Able to Reach Heaven with a Single Talisman
Xianxia从穷苦修仙，到一符封天
Mr. Zhang, A Drunkard
Fu Yiyang once traveled to the world of cultivating immortals and had a system in his possession. Although the system was just a huge monument in the interior scene, its use was unknown. But he resolutely embarked on the path of seeking immortality and seeking enlightenment. "You can't cultivate immortality before traveling through time. After finally arriving in the world of immortality, you still have a system. If you don't cultivate immortality, wouldn't your journey be in vain?" I thought I could start an exciting life of intrigue, fighting for treasures and opportunities. Unexpectedly, he was either busy making money to fill his stomach every day, or busy practicing in his sect. Fortunately, he was not the only one who was embarrassed, it seemed that everyone was like this. "I don't have any money to buy talisman paper and cinnabar. The butcher in town seems to be recruiting people. I'll try my luck." Fu Yiyang looked at the hundred spiritual sand in his hand and fell into deep thought. "No, brother, you didn't tell me that if you don't build your foundation at the age of thirty-five, your cultivation will be gone, right?"
Fu Yiyang once traveled to the world of cultivating immortals and had a system in his possession. Although the system was just a huge monument in the interior scene, its use was unknown. But he resolutely embarked on the path of seeking immortality and seeking enlightenment. "You can't cultivate immortality before traveling through time. After finally arriving in the world of immortality, you still have a system. If you don't cultivate immortality, wouldn't your journey be in vain?" I thought I could start an exciting life of intrigue, fighting for treasures and opportunities. Unexpectedly, he was either busy making money to fill his stomach every day, or busy practicing in his sect. Fortunately, he was not the only one who was embarrassed, it seemed that everyone was like this. "I don't have any money to buy talisman paper and cinnabar. The butcher in town seems to be recruiting people. I'll try my luck." Fu Yiyang looked at the hundred spiritual sand in his hand and fell into deep thought. "No, brother, you didn't tell me that if you don't build your foundation at the age of thirty-five, your cultivation will be gone, right?"