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Chen Zhao got the golden finger named [Qi Pavilion], and from then on he traveled back and forth between the two worlds, from sharpening knives casually, to using mountains and rivers as grindstones, from smelting steel billets, to melting the rules of heaven and earth to forge swords, from mountain spring quenching, to drawing water from rivers to quench swords. "What? You said you are a land immortal and don't want to queue up?" "I'm sorry, the people in front of you are a monk from the Golden Immortal Realm, a Buddhist Bodhisattva, and a strong man from the Ghost Immortal Realm." "How about you ask them if they agree?"

Reborn on another earth and turned into a super crooked magician...

A Taoist who fell into this place was born immortal, but was always afraid of the vast world of mortals at the foot of the mountain. It was not until the master passed away that the Taoist walked into the vast world of mortals under the master's last words. There are fusu in the mountain and lotus flowers in the sky. After the Taoist descended from the mountain, I realized that I slowly understood a little from the past words. But the Taoist is always trapped in this eternal life, and it is difficult to escape. This is the story of a Taoist who went down a mountain to refine his mind. The Taoist is puzzled: Is immortality a blessing or a tragedy? I am a poor Taoist, Chen Qi. I am here for the first time. Please give me some advice.

An accident brought Chen Changsheng to a world of immortal heroes, but he himself was surrounded by curses and was living and dying. From then on, he only survived one day every three years, and then continued to sleep and reincarnate endlessly. But because of this, various gods mistakenly thought that he was an enlightened person. By chance, he embarked on the path of spiritual practice, searching for a way to break the curse of the mayfly. Every time I wake up, it feels like a lifetime ago. The autumn wind blows, and old friends wither.