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1 天 The Immortal Path of Tianhai Fallen Leaves Blowing Through MaplesCultivation6.8M WordsOngoing 438Votes162.9kRecs368.4kFans

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Mortal FlowLarge Story (The plot flow, from the first order of 100 to the high order of over 10,000, the plot becomes more and more exciting as it goes on) After an accident, A soul from another world begins his own journey to pursue immortality. Possessing a mysterious pearl, he is struggling to pursue the path amid the great changes in the world. All the plans are just to become an immortal.

2 叩 Seeking the Path to Immortality Rain on BluestoneCultivation8.5M WordsOngoing 1.3kVotes1.2MRecs966.2kFans

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A mortal boy strayed into the path of immortality due to an accident, and struggled on the road to seek immortality. The path to immortality is difficult to achieve, and despite many obstacles, his desire to seek the truth remains undiminished. Looking back, the green mountains are still there, and the old bones are all gone. There are two penguin groups below. If you want to join a group, you can join as appropriate. Ban group: 710441068 (to prevent the chat group from being blocked, some notices, announcements, etc. May be sent in it, but generally no talking is allowed)

3 仙 The Immortal Craft Gu ZhenrenCultivation3.7M WordsOngoing 3.1kVotes3.6MRecs4.4MFans

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In the volcano, the Immortal Palace, the mechanism left behind by the sages and powerful men, is eager for successors. Mother risked her life to fight for the treasure seal of Immortal Palace, and entrusted it to Ning Zhuo before her death. My Buddha Heart Demonic Seal! Transform yourself into a Buddha, transform others into a demon. The one who palms the seal lightly carves the seal of the heart and controls the mechanism like a feather. Everyone is trying to control it, but their spirits are heavy and tired; Ning Zhuo can control thousands of people with one force, as light as dancing. Ning Zhuo: "Mother, I will definitely live up to your instructions and obtain the fairy palace!" Exactly: The immortals are psychic and secret, and their work coincides with the truth. Kaiyu comes out of a new realm, where everything is as beautiful as heaven. The ancient bell transmits the law and dances under the moonlight. The true body has all things, who can be the enemy in the world!

4 长 Longevity Begins as a Sect Servant Returning HeartCultivation1.8M WordsCompleted 1Votes33.1kRecs245.5kFans

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Traveling to the world of cultivating immortals, in the previous life, I was limited by my talent and my Taoist heart, and I stopped forming elixirs. After resurrecting his life, Li An practiced the art of cultivating his life and forging an immortal. He grew up steadily, kept the Tao first, and finally broke through the shackles of the Nascent Soul... The battle for hegemony among the heroes has finally come to an end, and the competition between the geniuses has all come to an end. Who makes the move and who is behind the scenes in the ups and downs. Only by living to the end and experiencing all the vicissitudes of life can we be called immortals... Steady development + dog + mortal flow. There is already a 3.5 Million-word old book "Fantasy: I'm Really Not an Unparalleled Expert".

5 青 The Azure Sun Immortal Path Writing the Spring and Autumn AnnalsCultivation4.4M WordsOngoing 597Votes110.5kRecs352.6kFans

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[No system] [Mortal flow] [Decisive killing] This year Fang Yi was sixteen years old and woke up in a strange world of immortality. As a time traveler, I feel the white and tender skin and my heart beats like a drum. "Finally, the skin is no longer withered and the flesh is rotten. My life is approaching and I am getting old!" He was shaking, determined to keep a low profile. "The Yin corpse needs to be nourished, and the human puppet needs to be refined, but think twice before annihilating the clan to avoid future troubles." In Xuanyang Mountain, Fang Yi looked strange as he looked at the graceful senior sister who was surrounded by a group of cultivators and held in the moonlight by stars. "Huh? I was still auditioning for talents, but I was targeted first? " … The years go by and the seasons change. Geniuses are easy to perish, powerful ones can destroy people, demons are everywhere, and the chess players behind the scenes are making moves... Under the large tree with twisted branches and spiritual roots, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, watching the ups and downs of the world, the ebb and flow of the tide, and asking questions leisurely. "Can all kinds of transformations and all kinds of magical powers help me live forever?"