Rebirth: an Alternative Path to Immortality

Name: Rebirth: an Alternative Path to Immortality
Author: Cultivation of Immortality Lasts Forever

重生之另类修仙之路

by Cultivation of Immortality Lasts Forever (修仙绵绵无绝期)

Status: Completed
Length: 197k Words
Genre: Xianxia Romance
Audience: Female
Subgenre: Classical Xianxia
Updated: 3y ago
Source: Qidian

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Synopsis

In her previous life, she was pure, kind and motivated, and became the highest-level monk in the spiritual transformation stage on the continent. Her master, husband, and youngest son all ascended to the upper world. But she refused to ascend and chose to sit down. In this life, she was reborn with memories. She just wanted to lie down and feel calm. However, he said that he only loved her and wanted to marry her. Is it true that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled or should I continue to lie down? She chose a long-cherished wish! Go down to the netherworld and become a ghost cultivator, go up to fight with immortals and demons and walk in the nine heavens! I cut off the thorns with my lapels on, and traveled all over the world, looking for them, and they were riddled with holes. Gain along the way and lose along the way. Fortunately, there is still him in the end, who will always stand and protect us through thick and thin. If the stars are not like last night, for whom will the wind and dew set the midnight sun?

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Readers are welcome to comment. I hope this book can describe a good world of immortality.
1 like3y ago
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3y ago
The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered for a long time, and the army was not suspended.
3y ago
Several times I sat under the flowers and played the flute, watching the silver-colored red wall in the distance. It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight. After all the lingering thoughts, the remaining cocoons are pulled out, and the heartache is peeled off. In March and May of 1935, the glass of wine still lingered.
3y ago
If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? It is easy to change old people's hearts, but it is easy to change old people's hearts. Lishan's words are gone till midnight, and the tears and rain will not complain. How can I be lucky enough to be a man in beautiful clothes? I wish I could have the same wings and branches together that day.
3y ago