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Since ancient times, all things have developed spiritual wisdom and understood the method of cultivating one's body and shaping a person's emergence. The stars are born as luck, and the star lines are Qi. Those who have luck can get the charm of stars. Those who practice Qi will know their virtues, and those who master their Qi are respected. Good and evil are extremely divided in this world, and the dispute begins. He watched his home be destroyed, his father was missing, and the only person he respected was killed. From then on, he embarked on the road to revenge. However, his opponent was too powerful, which led to his unfortunate death and forced him to take away a ray of his soul. He came to the underworld with unwillingness and hatred, and never left. Just when he decided to drink Meng Po soup, the ghosts in the underworld rose up in rebellion. The second volume of the underworld treasure "Pilgrimage to Ten Thousand Ghosts Sutra" was lost in the war, and Meng Po was Killed, he was brought into the eye of reincarnation by the ghost flow, and was reborn in the womb of his uncle. He retained all the memories he had learned in his previous life, but his destiny was not changed at all. He was a grand master of the ten realms when he was born. He was as fast as flying in both body and practice. He grew into an eighteen or nineteen-year-old in four months. Amid the conflict between whether to call him father or uncle, he set out on the road of revenge again...

Flowers talk about the moonlight, and maple leaves are cold. However, the moon is ashamed and the flowers are withered, and the graceful maple falls with cold regret! There were dark winds in the Immortal Burial Forest, and the blood in the air was like a river bursting its banks, drowning Jiang Yunqiao. His pace never stopped from the moment he started, letting the branches tear his clothes apart, and the thorns piercing his skin, as if something was following behind him. In the end, he fell down among the thorns with exhaustion. He supported his body with his hands and stepped back. The strange pupils on his unrecognizable cheeks gradually became smaller. He stared at the valley in the distance. It turned out that he had been in the same place after running for so long. "Yan Fengyu, you can't kill me." Chi chi, chi chi... Why can't I kill you. "Kill me, and the Ye family, Wang family, and Yun family will not let you go." The air was silent for three breaths, followed by a burst of sinister and weird laughter. Hahahahahaha... Jiang Yunqiao, you too have today. With a plop, he fell to his knees. Panic and helplessness surrounded this man who was forced into a desperate situation. What God did not expect was that Jiang Yunqiao, the once arrogant Immortal Sect in charge of the world, would kneel down to a junior today.