Starting from Zhu Xian, Traveling Through All the Heavens and Worlds

The mist is coming proudly, the flowers and fruits are fragrant, and the sea is set with a stick and thousands of demons are approaching. East China Sea, in the water curtain, Qitian Bi Gaoxian bowed. Plain clothes, tears and love poems, waiting for you to pass away before you return. When we first met, there was blood on the lips, and beauty was the first thing in the ages. The sun is burning, the earth is cold, and the sky is cold. I see you again and remember your face in tears. The jade jade is passed down, the golden bell appears, and the blood-stained mountain is the king's face. The tears of a beautiful woman, the wish of a Gu spirit, my fate is up to me and not up to God. Clear eyes and moon, soldiers and swords, looking at each other and despising the royal power. When we meet again, life burns branches, not trees in vain

The writing is so good that it will be good even a hundred times

I hope that across the world, there will be flowers and thousands of bones fighting to break the sky

This damn book has the largest number of words, only 200,000 words