Daoyan Returns to the Ruins

What is it like to travel back in time into a fairy novel written by your own eunuch? Lin Yan: Don't ask, my chest hurts. In the ruins of Yuanxu, a person has just climbed out of the pile of dead people, and before he can take a breath, he is about to go to the underworld. If you can't come back within thirty days, you will stay there forever. Others hold a complete script in their hand, but I hold a bunch of pitfalls in my hand: the golden finger "Eye of the Sky" only has a name, and the function column notes "under construction, I will think about it later"; resurrecting a fellow disciple requires five magical objects. I searched through the documents and only found the name of the first one. Even more outrageous is the old man who has been guarding the ancient mirror for three thousand years. It said that the Tianyan Sect slaughtered no one in Guanque Township - but I clearly wrote that the Tianyan Sect never killed mortals; it said that it could only sense the surroundings of Guanque Township - but it didn't even know what magic weapon the Nether Princess had in her hand, who was born only eight hundred years ago. Lin Yan touched the sword wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and then looked at the bronze mirror in front of him with his mouth full of trains. OK. Since the author, the biological father, has no idea of ​​the ending, then it is his son who decides the rules of this world. PS: Master and brothers, please hold on for another month! I'll go to the Nether Realm first to grab the Ten Thousand Souls Shrine for you, and then I'll take off the old mirror's underpants when I come back.