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异界之游方小道
Three Hundred Miles Away From Home
1,200 years ago, an earthquake spread throughout the continent, triggering tsunamis and volcanic eruptions that caused the continent to lose about 60% of its population. Political and economic collapse, crop yields were reduced, and plagues were rampant. People almost lost hope of survival. At this time, some of the survivors unexpectedly awakened magical powers. These powers were weird. Some could only blow a breeze, while others could break boulders and spawn plants. Relying on their own abilities, these powerful awakened people brought hope of life to struggling humans, and slowly human society began to glow with new vitality. These special human beings are called Haridors (saints in ancient language), and they have also established their own organization "Holy Breath City". Since Haridors cannot have children, they can only rely on awakening to increase the number of companions. They do not participate in human beings' internal disputes, and only stand up to protect humans when their survival is in danger. At other times, they practice asceticism, hoping to increase their understanding of their own power and thereby gain more powerful power. Our protagonist was born in such a world, and because of a normal theft, he embarked on a different path.
1,200 years ago, an earthquake spread throughout the continent, triggering tsunamis and volcanic eruptions that caused the continent to lose about 60% of its population. Political and economic collapse, crop yields were reduced, and plagues were rampant. People almost lost hope of survival. At this time, some of the survivors unexpectedly awakened magical powers. These powers were weird. Some could only blow a breeze, while others could break boulders and spawn plants. Relying on their own abilities, these powerful awakened people brought hope of life to struggling humans, and slowly human society began to glow with new vitality. These special human beings are called Haridors (saints in ancient language), and they have also established their own organization "Holy Breath City". Since Haridors cannot have children, they can only rely on awakening to increase the number of companions. They do not participate in human beings' internal disputes, and only stand up to protect humans when their survival is in danger. At other times, they practice asceticism, hoping to increase their understanding of their own power and thereby gain more powerful power. Our protagonist was born in such a world, and because of a normal theft, he embarked on a different path.

剑起风雷
Three Hundred Miles Away From Home
After drinking three times in a row, he hurriedly left, only to find heads falling from the sky. The sword rises and the stars run thousands of miles to kill, and the sound of the rain is loud when there is wind and thunder. There is no need to chant loudly across the five lakes when a person's head is carried everywhere but no one is there. The thick-browed Zhuo speaks like thunder, and when he hears something is wrong, he puts down a cup. I'll go thousands of miles in the air with my sword, and I'll see you again at the first watch. Mr. Sir, don't ask for anything from outsiders. The Tao requires people to pass on the sword and collect it. Today we meet by the river and the sea, and a glass of village wine persuades you to rest. His eyebrows were full of evil spirits, and he leaped into the air thousands of miles away. The three-foot sword in the box on his back represents heaven and shows injustice to man.
After drinking three times in a row, he hurriedly left, only to find heads falling from the sky. The sword rises and the stars run thousands of miles to kill, and the sound of the rain is loud when there is wind and thunder. There is no need to chant loudly across the five lakes when a person's head is carried everywhere but no one is there. The thick-browed Zhuo speaks like thunder, and when he hears something is wrong, he puts down a cup. I'll go thousands of miles in the air with my sword, and I'll see you again at the first watch. Mr. Sir, don't ask for anything from outsiders. The Tao requires people to pass on the sword and collect it. Today we meet by the river and the sea, and a glass of village wine persuades you to rest. His eyebrows were full of evil spirits, and he leaped into the air thousands of miles away. The three-foot sword in the box on his back represents heaven and shows injustice to man.