Death from Heaven

Fireworks in the world refine the immortal fetus, and the spiritual path will be opened by itself regardless of choice. Hunyuan can absorb pure and turbid qi, and a square inch can accommodate all kinds of dharmas. In the morning, I picked chrysanthemums from the east fence and drank the dew. At night, I watched the Beidou sword cut. Thousands of years of reincarnation are like a dream, and Penglai is deep in the world of mortals. Can sixteen-year-old Bai Yeshen figure out his mysterious physique?