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Jiang Yuye traveled to a world of immortals and began to live the life of a storyteller at Dazhu Peak. Rewards can be redeemed based on backlash, reactions, popularity and tips. As a result, famous scenes followed one after another. "If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Sword God, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night!" "As a human being in my third life, I am willing to prove the truth for heaven and earth for three hundred years. I will open a line between heaven and earth. Please ride on a crane in red and fly up." "I, Chen Ping'an, have only one sword that can move mountains, topple seas, subjugate demons, suppress demons, command gods, reach for stars, cut off rivers, destroy cities, and open the sky!" "When I walk on the top of Huashan Mountain, among the beautiful buildings and jade buildings, and the immortals in the sea of clouds, you have to ask me, is the strong wind on the top of the mountain cool enough? Not enough! Not enough! Not enough wine, not enough rivers and mountains, not enough! Not enough!" ... This is a storyteller's story. It is old-school and heartwarming. As the saying goes, it takes ten years to sharpen a sword. I hope you all like it! This book is also called "My Storytelling at Qingyun Gate" and "The Salted Fish Life at Dazhu Peak", written by Zhu Xian.

With a sense of foresight, I traveled to the world of "Xian Xia". Eight or nine years passed in a flash, and the plot finally began. Taking advantage of his own advantages, Puzhi couldn't bear to kill him. Take advantage of your character to make Daoxuan admire him. Take advantage of memory and stay in the ancestral hall smoothly. Use the charm of personality to impress Wan Jianyi himself. In the past life and this life, there is no sword and no self. White clothes are like snow, and all swords are unified. I am Wan Jianyi's disciple, and I am also that man's only reincarnation. [This book has been completed, QQ group: 324564, the second work is still being generated.

Traveling through Zhuxian made Pu Zhi intolerable, Daoxuan Daoist admired, and Wan Jianyi looked at him with admiration. In the past life and this life, there is no sword and no self. White clothes are like snow, and all swords are unified.