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 From the day when a large cloud of black clouds accumulates above the Bliss Palace, all monks on the rivers and lakes will know that He Huan, the first monk of the Magic Way, is about to cross.
 After many years of simplification, the monk level has been divided into five stages: forged body, base building, Jindan, Yuanying, and crossing over.
 At present, only Qingxuzi, the head of Xuanmen's authenticity, has reached the nearest robbery period. Because of this, for many years, the Modaoists have made concessions in the face of the righteous offensive and have never tried to start a war. However, with He Huan beginning to cross the robbery, the world knows that this pattern is likely to end there.
 Before reaching the robbery period, accompanied by the accumulation of vigor in the monks' body, the omen of robbery will gradually appear in the sky. Now the dark clouds above the Bliss Palace have been suppressed for more than a month. Even though countless righteous warriors secretly hope that heaven will descend to a **** thunder and chop He Huan, but the thunder will not come. When the martial arts were all right in the clouds, they had to look at the sky.
 Did He Huan kill He Huan today?
 No, not yet.
 Alas, keep watching.
 Such dialogues are being performed day by day among the high-level leaders of various majors, and the world is also getting more and more anxious. Is this thunderstorm still alive? In the past, I have never heard of someone foreshadowing that a month has not yet passed. What is this called? Why is He Huan going to make a fool and engage in monster moths? Is it bad to live early? Tired all day looking at your Bliss Palace with Wangfu Shi, it's really uneasy!
 The majors waited very hard, but He Huan as the focus was extremely comfortable.
 In this Bliss Palace, where the wind and rain of the world are gathered, the red magic devil is sitting at the window as usual, the blue silk is scattered, and the stars are bright like peach blossoms. The day of the calamity has arrived, but the man's look is not half nervous, he warmly warms a small pot of wine, looks up at the fine rain that wafts through the carved wooden window, and draws his pen, but falls into contemplation. There was a stack of correspondence on it.
 In these days, he kept his book while savoring sake, and wrote a few words in his mind when he thought about the past. When there was no word to write, he looked at the hazy sky again. Keep one thing in mind.
 However, today He Huan can't be so leisurely anymore, because Bi Qiang, the great guardian of the Bliss Palace, is kneeling in front of him, and he is full of persuasion: "The palace master please think twice and separate the soul and give Yuan Ying the intelligence. , Monks have never done it before! "
 Yes, just now, He Huan has informed his most trusted subordinate of his crazy thoughts. He will use this thunderous power to divide the spirit into two and attach the other half of the spirit to Yuan Ying to create another self.
 Once the soul is damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair, and Yuan Ying is the root of the monk. He Huan is going to use these two to do this crazy behavior, and it is no wonder Qian Qian is kneeling here to persuade him.
 However, for this matter, he went to Daxue Mountain to search for the soul-splitting technique, and suppressed the cultivation for a long time, only for the purpose of raising the Yuanying. It was clear that his idea was set, and how could he listen to the words of others. Sure enough, He Huan just glanced at the man in black kneeling in front of the case. He didn't shake his face and said, "This palace is the first person to be this ancient and modern."
 He summoned Qian Qian today to explain that something had happened. No one had tried this soul-breaking technique in the end. He Huan wasn't sure what would happen in the end. He also prepared for the failure and asked Qian Qian. : "Although I have set the memory given to him at eighteen, I don't know which one will be eighteen. In case I don't wake up, you look at him for me."
 There was a pause between words, and he looked down at the thoughts he wrote, and suddenly found that he had stayed in this world for hundreds of years. When he first came, the memory crawling out of the corpse pile was a bit vague, and he didn't remember much of his childhood. The nib fell on the dark yellow rice paper and left a little bit of ink, his eyes moved slightly, and finally he said the rest: "If there is a problem, I will allow you to replace him."
 Qian Qian completely didn't know what he meant by this, and the Taoist could still have two eighteen years old? It ’s just that his loyalty keeps him from thinking about why He Huan is so. All he needs to do is to look up and give him a deep look, then he will answer: "The subordinates will protect the Bliss Palace with their lives and wait for the palace. The Lord is awake. "
 "It's so good, let's step back. Don't let anyone approach here until the palace is over.
 He waved his subordinates to retreat, He Huan clasped his wine glass in his right hand, and his eyes were slightly drunk and confused. After the warm wine slumped, his fingers touched Dantian's position, and Yuan Yuan, who has remained in his body since he was 20 years old, still provided his whole body with vitality as usual.
 Yuan Ying is the source of the monk ’s life. If Yuan Ying dies, the monk dies. If Yuan Ying does not die, even if the flesh dies, the monk can still win the house. The little thing in this belly is a relationship between life and death with him, which is more than the so-called friendship in this world. Much more reliable.
 He Huan thought and drank another glass. He conveyed his energy into Dantian and sighed slowly: "After all, isn't it just you who is destined to accompany me to the end in this world?"
 The wind blows pine needles, the rain hits the bamboo, the wind and rain sweeps through the temple through the large window, and the blue veil wafts up against the wind, accompanied by his last breath of energy into Yuan Ying, the thunderous silent thunder finally rolled out from the dark clouds .
 The long-suppressed thunderstorm became even more alarming when the outbreak of thunderstorm broke out, but the man in red standing in front of the window was unmoved, his fingers were lazy, and he hung his hip to drink at night. Drinking it, looking at himself in the glasses, suddenly burst into a smile, took off the robe and put down the numbers on the pen, and tilted his head to look at the good clothing that was ruined by the ink. Going volleying with thunder and thunder, he rolled up the storm with his own strength.
 A total of 989 thunderstorms passed through the robbery period, and they were chopped over the Bliss Palace overnight, until the thunder of Tianming gradually disappeared. With the rain washing the night, the morning light reproduces the earth through the blue clouds. The world knows that a new round of storms is coming.
 However, no one knew. On the second day after the thunderstorm ended, the morning light entered the Qingyun Temple, and the man in the red suit lying on the case slowly opened his eyes, and then there was no more unpredictable in the eyes, only a loss. . Quietly standing in the room, he looked up at the plaque on which the three characters of Qingyun Temple were written. There was only one question in his heart, "Where is this?"
 Suddenly waking up in this place, he walked around the room and found that although he couldn't remember where it was, the display was unfamiliar. It seems to be in line with Qingyun's name. The tower is eight stories high, and the windows on each floor have been greatly repaired. There are wooden carvings on it. When the sun shines, a vivid bamboo shadow falls on the ground and is suspended. The blue curtains and the two large cabinets on the sides of the carved bed bound excellent books, compared to the monks' residence, which looked like a scholar's study.
 Standing on the top of the floor and looking down, there is a hot spring that is transpired with steam. The edge of the spring is covered with green bamboo and cypress, sometimes grotesque, and several paths paved with hexagonal stones bend in between. Smell the quiet air. There are several wooden corridors interspersed on both sides of the floor, and each corridor is covered with verdant spider plants. From a distance, it looks like an aerial pavilion.
 The eyes moved along the morning light that penetrated through the window. The man turned his head and finally found a stack of sealed letters in the case. He picked it up and saw the recipient's name—He Huan.
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 The greatest demonic cultivator, He Huan, split his divine consciousness into two right before going into tribulation and created another self; whom he named He Ku.
 Unexpectedly, He Huan reached enlightenment, and from demonic cultivation entered into Buddhism; reaching the state of Nirvana (leaving no room for self in one’s heart), but who knew that He Ku remained instead.
 Oh well, it wasn’t his fault for not having self-harming tendencies and therefore, reluctant to lose his other self. Since this is the case, then this road of Buddhism, I won’t take it.
 Is there a problem with people loving themselves? Of course not.
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 The gong is the enlightened Demonic Palace Master who almost became a Buddha.
 The shou is his naive, just transmigrated self who has yet to experience the darkness of the cultivation world.
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 On top of the city tower, brought to the end of my rope, the rebel leader put his sword to my neck. He laughed and asked Tantai Jin, “Your wife or Miss Ye, only one can live, who do you choose?”
 The system took one look at the crying Ye Bingshang and said nervously: “Host, he will definitely choose you.
 “Let Bing Shang go,” Tantai Jin ordered without hesitation.
 “Oh no,” said the system.
 “Oh no~” I said.
 The system reassured: “Tantai Jin must have known that your family was big and that the secret guards would save you”
 Tantai Jin indeed thought so, But on that day, in front of 300 thousand men, I smiled at him and jumped off the city tower, beneath his shattered gaze.
 Not leaving a single piece of my body intact for him.
 This is the ‘be’ ending that I have chosen for Tantai Jin.
 The new emperor, Tantai Jin’s hair turned white overnight in the first year of Jinghe. Then he turned into an insane devil that slaughtered the city, even beheading Ye Bing Shang.
 And after living through the years of undeserved love, I finally returned to the Immortal Cultivation Realm after reaching nirvana and am very happy today as a little fairy.
 Even so many years later, throughout the entire cultivation realm I’m claimed to be the white moonlight of a fallen God….
 【Natural evil thing,Yandere male lead X Bright and righteous female lead】
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 Mu Xingzhi traveled to another world and inherited a small Taoist temple. He had no golden fingers and could only live in the Taoist temple. One day, he made a homemade 'water mine' to fry fish. As a result, he was mistaken for a Taoist master and insisted on Apprenticeship. 
 Mu Xingzhi naturally refused sternly, but he didn't expect that the other party insisted on becoming a disciple and offered too many apprenticeship gifts. He couldn't refuse, so he could only rack his brains and make up a set of exercises to fool the other party, but he didn't expect that The cheap disciple actually succeeded in practicing! 
 Looking at the apprentice who had successfully cultivated, Mu Xingzhi was dumbfounded: "This is unscientific! I made it all up! Can you actually succeed in cultivation?" 
 But at this time, the apprentice's hundredfold power returned to him, and he himself, this was his golden finger!
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 "Disciple Li Yuan, please pray to heaven for blessings!"
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 The desert is solitary smoke, the long river sunsets.
 This is the northern border of Dayue Kingdom, where there are desolate bandits harassing and desolate beasts raging.
 Natural disasters and man-made disasters, the world is chaotic, only practicing the exercises can protect oneself.
 You cultivate the Flame Palm and feel that its power is not enough. You extract the Kaishan Palm and integrate it into it, so you refine it into the Burning Air Palm, and the power is multiplied.
 A kung fu extractor, extracting thousands of kung fu methods for your own use.
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 Traveling through the ruined island map of PUBG Mobile, Li Mu discovered that he had become an infinite player?
 Not only that, he also activated ten times the reward talent, and any reward he gets is ten times that of others!
 “Ding! The novice gift pack has been distributed. Congratulations, you have obtained the primary firearm mastery, ten pockets of backpack space, and the stacking quantity of the same items is 9.”
 “Ding! Ten times the reward talent is activated, your primary firearms mastery is upgraded to advanced mastery, ten backpack slots are upgraded to one hundred, and the stacking number is 90!”
 Enter the game, when Li Mu kills the first player.
 “Ding! Congratulations for killing a player, you get 100 points, ten times the reward talent is activated, congratulations for getting 1000 points.”
 “Ding! You can get one-fifth of the player’s legacy, congratulations on getting 20 points, ten times the reward talent activation, congratulations on getting 200 points.”
 As long as it is a reward from infinite space, ten times the reward..
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 In the fantasy world where martial arts is respected, Qin Yu opened his eyes. "Are you afraid that your martial arts will be abandoned, so you make a fuss about breaking through on your own?" Qin Yu sighed helplessly: "I also want to work hard, but the system doesn't allow it!"
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 Ever since she transmigrated, she was blessed with an inbuilt anti-poison detector.
 Beep beep – What? Her father’s concubine was evil and her half-sister was vicious? 
 Beep beep – Ah! She was in an arranged marriage and her husband did not love her?
 Who cared? She could kill those evil creatures instantly with her high intelligence.
 Her unparalleled beauty attracted countless suitors and her popularity topped the charts. No one was immune, even the emperors and princes were all captivated by her…
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 As a max-level alchemist, you can’t eat too much elixirs, right? For self-defense, it makes sense to be invincible in martial arts, right? ——The hottest item of the year [no system, genius flow, invincible writing, group portrait writing]
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 Qiao Chen was mysteriously transmigrated to the interstellar era. As an adult from his original world, he was forced to grow up all over again in this new one. Now, out of nowhere, he was requested (forced to take on) with the inexplicable task of jumping from world to world to save the high general’s soul.
 Throughout his journey, Qiao Chen finds that these worlds and bodies he’s jumping in and out of are his previous reincarnations. Whether or not these all culminate into coincidences or a predetermined destiny, there’s things that must be done while completing the main task:
 -Avenge his past life
 -Take revenge
 -Fulfill past regrets
 -Realize those lost dreams
 -Make up for past failures
 Since God has given him these opportunities to rewrite his fate, why wouldn’t he be pleased to start-over?
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 Because of an accident, Bei Luo traveled to the Western Fantasy Land and was reborn as a lava dragon.
 When he thought that he could only become a lava dragon at the end of his life.
 He got the dragon simulator system, as long as he simulates the behavior of a dragon, he can get rewards, so Bei Luo is happy.
 【the first year! You have successfully plundered a kingdom! Do evil dragon greedy behavior, get gold coins +50000! Obtain the god-level talent of the true dragon blood! 】
 You are the boss of the five-color dragon, the red dragon, right?
 【the second year! You have successfully plundered the princesses of ten kingdoms! Make a trip of the dragon to plunder the princess, and get the indestructible body of the god-level talent! 】
 No matter how many princesses come, I will... cough cough.
 【The third year! The giant dragon empire you built brought a devastating disaster to the mainland. Make a trip of evil dragons to destroy, and get the god-level talent to destroy the dead light! 】
 Who else!
 …………
 after a long time.
 When Bei Luo looked at the world running in his dragon's claws, how should he simulate it next.
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 Cheng Feng had just passed through and picked up the demon saint on the spot, ending the long years of purity! Cheng Feng: “My wife, please calm down, it’s obviously your first move!” Xie Daoyun: “Don’t call me wife!” Cheng Feng: “Good wife, if I know my wife, I won’t dare to call my wife again next time!” Xie Daoyun: “…” As a traverser, it’s so boring to cultivate and become stronger all day long? Efforts to tease sisters is king!
 
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 Yu Qing Yao is a pseudo-white lotus, a real green tea b*tch. She is a witch, a player, a bad girl. Reborn to a terrible ancient world like the Liao Zhai, and embarking on the path of cultivation. Her life’s ambition is to be the white moonlight in the eyes of all men and the softest cinnabar mark in their hearts.
 Li Huaide is a cultivating genius. His life’s ambition is to marry Yu Qing Yao as his wife, even if he has to go through a hundred deaths, he has no regrets. But then he was really killed a hundred times by Yu Qing Yao.
 His long pursuit of his wife’s road is so bumpy that its an inch of heartache and blood.
 Will he ever hold the beauty?
 Note : White lotus- A person who pretends to be kind and innocent.
 Green tea b*tch- A beautiful and innocent young women who is actually very calculating. A woman who uses rich and powerful men for personal gain.
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