Holding a Book and Sipping Tea

I am the calamity of all the races in this world! The first five physical books of "Global High Martial Arts" and "The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races" have been published and are available on Tmall, Dangdang, and JD. Com. If you like it, you can check it out. Thank you for your support!

Everyone on the earth believes that buried deep in a certain ruin amid danger and famine, there is a way to a new world. As long as you can find a unique key and open that door, you can enter the new world. There, the earth is fertile, like milk and honey flowing, and the sun is bright, seeming to wash away the cold and gloom. People no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, aberrations and all kinds of dangerous things. There, children are happy, adults are happy, and everything is beautiful. Every antiquities scholar, relic hunter and historical researcher on earth knows that this is the new world.

A wealthy businessman's son, who has been frail and sick since childhood, unexpectedly embarked on the path of cultivating immortality and ascending to heaven when he was looking for a way to extend his life! During the prosperous period of the Tang Dynasty, the world was peaceful, the weather was smooth, and the people lived in peace and contentment. Thousands of years later, monsters swallowed the sky, demons and ghosts ran rampant, and the land screamed. Journey to the West reappears, the great sage fights against the sky, the canopy descends to earth, and the rolling curtain is reborn. Inexplicable shuttle and reincarnation, reality and reality are hidden, reality and illusion are intertwined! Is it a prophetic dream? Or is it a reality that hasn't happened yet? Can he break through the destined demonic barrier, eliminate the catastrophe of the three realms that has not yet happened, and save the people from water and fire?

In 700 AD, there were dark clouds outside the Nantian Gate. An army of unknown forces attempted to invade the earth through the Nantian Gate. The monster led by it was wrapped in armor made of metal, with no trace of skin visible. It was as if the armor grew directly from the body. There was a strange symbol on the chest, which looked like a totem. The armor was dark purple, with a transparent and dazzling color, reflecting the aurora as unpredictable and beautiful as glazed tiles in the sun.

Hera Nicholas Lestrange considered herself a very good wizard, at least until she was rejected by Dumbledore twice. In the summer of 1991, after being rejected by Dumbledore for employment again, Hera sat in the Pig's Head Bar and pondered, was she still not good enough? No! How is this possible! ? But when he saw the latest report in the Daily Prophet, Hera fell silent. "Shocked! Quirinus Quirrell, an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, actually applied for the position of professor of the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts course..." Hale drank the butterbeer in the cup and leaned back on his chair in despair. "I didn't expect that little stammerer Quirinas could be a professor!" "How am I inferior to him! Fxxk!!!"

Buddhas have fallen, Buddhism has withered; immortals are vast, Taoism prevails; there are three thousand big worlds, nine thousand small worlds; billions of living beings, small ponds; I practice my Taoism, and he teaches others Buddhism; Taoism can't beat it, Buddhism comes to join; if you want to use the trump card, first use a spell: Amitabha; if the trump card is not enough, use another spell: Namo Amitabha; what? Are you saying I'm swearing? Fellow Taoist, this is just a spell; What? Am I a monk? NO, NO, NO, a poor monk who practices Taoism. PS: Starting from 12.24, Two chapters with more than 5,000 words will be steadily updated every day. The actual number of code words per day is 8,000-10,000. If you are encouraged, I will risk my life to repay all the donors, no, fellow Taoist!

[Journey to the West] [IQ Online] You are born to be the devil! Even if thousands of flying immortals pierce your body, gods and Buddhas will destroy your bones. Broken palm teeth, pulled out scales, blinded and broken claws, fell into the abyss. The devil is still the devil. May I welcome you back in my lifetime, help you take your place, and come to the world again! As a village chief, Cheng Yu travels through time and is reborn as a demon king. He uncovers many mysteries, regains his high position, conquers the world, and conquers women.

A book of dead people, half a book of no way. Cut off thousands of heads and devour the bones of hundreds.

Find your own way, look forward, and find your own way in the world. No matter how many times you walk, you can never find the water and mountains. God is immortal and will ensure that my hometown will always be good. Everything you can see is green hills, and the green hills are filled with rain arrows and wind knives. The road to my hometown is endless. The Taoist Tao, the Taoist Tao, seek the Tao of the world, demons and devils say that they are good, the wind is strong and thunderstorms, the heaven and earth ghosts cry and the gods howl, why did the old mountains and rivers turn into a sea of ​​blood? Hometown Road, why is it the road of no return? Ask the human world where to find the truth. (Although it is used, I still use it to suit the occasion.)