Beginning as a Thief to Steal Immortality

On the road to eternal life, heads are falling Mountain immortals, dancing in green clothes Ask where the world is Nothing more than pickled soil … Fang Shuo has traveled through time Not fallen! A good young man of the new era How can you do something sneaky? "How can a scholar's affairs be called stealing?" On a dark and windy night, Fang Shuo walked silently on the rubble, feeling extremely ashamed and soothing his almost shaken heart.