The bloody moon is in the sky, and the ancient animal skins are whispering.
Lu Xuan opened his eyes again.
A beam of moonlight ignited, the bamboo stick became a spiritual wheel, and everything became a magic weapon; even the most common spiritual rice elixir was transformed overnight!
"What do you think? There are many spells, but it doesn't necessarily mean you have great supernatural powers. There are many magic weapons, but you don't necessarily have proficiency in them all? Try my Ten Thousand Swords Guizong first, and don't worry about any swords! There is also the one who can break ten thousand spells with one sword. Come and try to break one of my ten thousand and one immortal weapons!"
Many years later, Lu Xuan looked back again. He seemed to have more and more wealthy couples...
The jade palace is high in the sky, and the immortals look down on all living beings, but they all have to bow before him.
There is only one immortal in the world!
Moreover, why do fairies and witches always want to sweep the bed to greet them?
