The Divine and the Strange Immortal

Smelling the fragrant aroma of bamboo leaves wafting through the window, and listening to the teacher's rambling explanation of the rules of the Ruiyang Festival, Nan Yi's thoughts drifted back to his peaceful and prosperous past life. He longed for the pure white bamboo dumplings, a delicacy he couldn't find in this life. He decided: after class, he would go and make bamboo dumplings!

At the Qin family tea party, Wu Ming, who already disliked Nan Yi's aloof attitude, decided to stand up for Chu Tianxing after receiving a telepathic message from Chu Tianxing, the son of the prefect. He deliberately made small talk to pick a fight with Nan Yi, hoping to set a trap for him.

The Great Li Dynasty, Xia Commandery. The sun blazed like fire, scorching the land for miles. Deep within a desolate volcano, boiling lava flowed. Lu Shaohuang stood atop a piece of lava, slowly ceasing his spellcasting, and focusing his mind on a telepathic message he had just received: "

Su Guang, aged thirty-eight, is a rare female cultivator in the Great Li Dynasty who has been granted an official position and entered politics. He was generous and easygoing, made many friends and had few enemies, which made his career quite smooth.

Nantiancheng, Chengyou Bookstore. Tao Zhiming lowered his eyebrows, as if he were dozing. But his divine sense, like mercury spilling onto the ground, slowly swept outwards to investigate. At present, a typhoid fever is rampant in the city, causing most of the people to contract the epidemic and suffer from persistent coughs. However, this kind of thing is not surprising.

"I've time-traveled again?" Nan Yi was already numb. He had initially transmigrated to a world of ghost stories and myths, where he unlocked the talent of "Dongzhen". After obtaining the ink spirit "Diandian", he inexplicably transmigrated to the world of "Battle Through the Heavens" and became a member of Xiao Yan's clan.

The true god in heaven seemed to be angry again, and the entire county was subjected to severe torture under the scorching heat. The blazing sun relentlessly tormented everyone, as if the god wanted to use his eyes, which served as the sun, to interrogate every soul that disrespected him. Looking at the Ming Pao article and the letter of complaint from Manager Xie, Nan Yi couldn't help but frown.

"Dongzhen!" "Dongzhen!" "Dongzhen!" "Have I reached my limit?" Nan Yi closed his eyes with difficulty, two streaks of blood sliding down from the corners of his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly, his body trembling slightly. "What is the truth of this world? Why can't I figure it out even though I've grown to this point?"

Nan Yi is a transmigrator who borrowed the body of Nan Yi to return to his original self. He was originally an atheist who grew up under the red flag and in the spring breeze, but after transmigrating to this strange world, he couldn't help but have new thoughts about the power of ghosts and gods.

"Have I... Time-traveled again?" Looking at the unfamiliar ancient-style room layout, Nan Yi felt as if he had been transported to another world. Nan Yi had just obtained the ink essence "Dian Dian" from Zhou Qing through reasoning and persuasion. He was burning the midnight oil in his room, trying to learn from Mr.