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[Super popular fantasy] This is a weird and inexplicable world... Mountains, water, stones, flowers, grass, trees, trees, sun, moon, stars... Everything in the world is the source of power. There are all the classics from the previous life here, but there is a new name "Daodian"! So you can gain strength by reading books? Fang Zhengzheng was very confused. Should I read "Tao Te Ching", "Qi Men Dun Jia" and "The Analects of Confucius" first or... "A Dream of Red Mansions"? Based on the "Tao Canon", master the way of all things and open the door to becoming a god! PS: VIP group: 450416188 (all subscriptions are available) Ordinary group: 392767347 (no fans are allowed)

VIP book group for this book: 476527737. The protagonist of this book, Yu Duxiu, obtained the inheritance of Shen Gongbao who was born in response to the path of disasters, and then unintentionally integrated a trace of the origin of disasters in the heavens. He has the power to control and trigger disasters, bringing disasters to all living beings. He can use the disasters to speed up his cultivation. Let's see how the protagonist in this book can control disasters and seek immortality. "I planted a seed, and the fruit finally grew. Today is a great day." Yu Duxiu sang on the top of the mountain, but the seed he planted was not an ordinary seed, not a spiritual root fairy grass, but a seed of great calamity, and the seed grew into an immeasurable calamity. "I have sown a seed of great calamity, and when the fruit matures, it will be the day when the great calamity of the heavens comes, and it will also be the day when the poor will become enlightened." Yu Duxiu's quotation. "I am destined to be a villain. Don't villains always bring disaster to people and harm all living beings?" Yu Duxiu said to himself. Looking at the superior religious ancestor, Yu Duxiu said with a solemn expression: "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

When history turns into legends When legends turn into myths When the myths are all mottled When the sand and dust of time obliterate everything Our names and our stories still spread in the long river of time Just like the sun hanging high in the sky, shining forever on the earth, it will never go out Remember, there once was a group of people who held their heads high Standing between heaven and earth, like the pillars of heaven, never bending down to anyone. They hold wind and thunder in their hands, they step on dragons and snakes, they crack the earth with their fists, and they shatter the stars with their palms; they are our ancestors, they have the same bloodline as us, they call themselves witches when they walk on the earth, and they become witch gods after they break the void!