Eternal Existence

All things are spiritual. In the long river of time, spirituality condenses and eventually becomes divinity. One night, a god climbed up from the mountain ridge, moving like the sky and the earth were cracking, and speaking human words like thunder. Mountains turn into spirits, and when they move, landslides and landslides occur; rivers turn into spirits, and the waves overturn the sea. There are also wandering clouds in the sky that turn into spirits, which can cause thunder to kill them, and water from the sky to plummet, and ice and snow falling to the ground can destroy a living being. . There are also ancestors, temples, beasts, mechanized spirits... The world has entered the age of divinity. Those who practice as spiritual masters can make the gods enter the bottle and turn them into gods; they can also borrow power from the gods to make a contract, control thunder, and possess supernatural powers. For those with strong talents, when they are born, thousands of spirits will come from across the sky and try to get into the bottle. Chen Shu has been practicing for decades, but he has never invited gods to enter the bottle, and he has not received any power from gods when he worships him. He is called a person without talent. One day, Chen Shu suddenly woke up: "Is there a possibility?" "Am I a god too?"

[No system, no harem, traditional fairy heroes, decisive in killing, mortal flow. ] Yu Xian, an orphan from Dayushu Village, became attached to the Dayushu tree. Before the death of the elm tree mother, he opened up his spiritual roots and began to practice. With the spirit of the elm tree, he became a fairy. With the veins of the elm tree, he ascended to immortality!

In order to regain her Tao Heart, Yun Xi travels through the three thousand worlds. In every world, there is a tragic cannon fodder that needs her to counterattack. System: Host, this is a modern world, and your identity is a tragic daughter whose family was destroyed by her boyfriend! Yun Xi: … So, the miserable daughter becomes a domineering female president! System: Host, this is an ancient world, and you are an unlucky princess who was betrayed by her husband. Yun Xi: … So, the unfortunate princess the resolute becomes Queen of the country! System: Host, this an apocalyptic world, and your identity is the poor cannon fodder whose crystal nucleus was dug out by the heroine! Yun Xi: … So, the poor cannon fodder becomes the queen who unified the world after the apocalypse with a little white face next to her. Hey, isn’t this little white face a little familiar? System: For other system’s hosts, they will be spoiled by the big bosses in every world, but my host has to be big boss in every world, who only spoils her little white face…

The good-for-nothing eldest son of the Xiao family, Xiao Fan, was beaten to death by his younger brother and sent to marry the ugly people of the Long family in exchange for training resources. However, he accidentally activated the most precious treasure in the world: the Zhoutian Star Map. Every time a star is broken, various spiritual treasures, spiritual stones, elixirs, and techniques can be obtained.

As a Rogue Immortal, Tang Qing felt that the pressure on him was very big because you will never know when the next Heavenly Tribulation will descend upon you. Also, you will never know just how many Heavenly Tribulations you would have to overcome to finally come to the end of the Heavenly Tribulation. Just right after overcoming the Ninth Layer Heavenly Tribulation, Tang Qing’s body got extremely damaged by the perverted Heavenly Tribulation. After climbing out of the ruins and being met with an unfathomable encounter, he became the dao companion of a bunch of heavenly women……

Introduction to Qin Shu's novel by Xie Shiyuan: I'm Involved in the World of Immortal Cultivation: After Qin Shu passed through the book, she learned that she was a fake who had replaced her concubine to cultivate immortality. After cultivating immortals for eight years, once the concubine entered Taoism as a mortal, her fig leaf was uncovered in public, and she was ruthlessly expelled from the sect as she was only at the third level of Qi training. She had a stunning appearance and was made into a cauldron. She died within three years. Qin Shu looked at the bright sky outside the window and fell into deep thought. Work hard to become immortal! Improve your cultivation before your concubine enters Taoism! Try to survive! Can meditation improve your cultivation? No more sleep! A meal comes and goes in two quarters of an hour? Stop eating! It is said that Senior Brother Jianfeng next door swings his sword a thousand times every morning? Qin Shu: Two thousand times! ...Everyone said that Qin Shu of Danfeng was crazy. An alchemist was better than a swordsman. From then on, the entire Xuantian Sect's monks went crazy...

[Mortal Flow][No System][No Harem] A village kid accidentally picked up a black jar that can copy basic materials, and from then on embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. With five elements of spiritual roots and extremely poor talent, he was like a lone boat floating in the turbulent cultivation world. Thousands of hardships have not yet wiped out his desire to seek immortality. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the great way has been cultivated. Looking back, except for his own eternal life, everything else has turned into yellow earth. [The Road is Long]

Chen Xuan, the Immortal Alchemist, was killed by a bomb while refining his elixir. He was reborn in Fengyun Continent. He wanted to quietly refine his elixir and upgrade it, but he had to protect a fifteen-year-old girl. Kill the enemy? Chen Xuan threw out a powerful hallucinogen, and the battle scene suddenly turned into a chaotic dance of demons. Practice? Refining double the mysterious spirit pill at will, the level will be green all the way. What? You think I am so good at making alchemy? Didn't I tell you that in your previous life, you went to make elixirs after defeating all the invincible opponents in the world?

The bright moon is old at the end of the world, and the years are wind and frost. The declining sect, the turbulent and strange world, the glorious world with endless battles, the genius who dominates the world, and the most heroic people in the world. Who can escape the sea of suffering and gain immortality? Cultivation of immortals is not simply about fighting and killing, but also involves all kinds of human feelings and sophistication. Ye Yang awakened to the destiny of [Perseverance], persisted in perseverance, and practiced diligently. He has an above-the-line IQ, has both sides, is crazy about swords and swords, and eventually becomes an immortal and his ancestor. Then, the swords came out together, and from then on, one sword frosted the fourteen states, killing people for five thousand years. … Those who accomplished great things in ancient times not only had extraordinary talents, but also had perseverance. --Su Shi

How amazing is the human body? Terrifying immunity, super energy adrenaline, wonderful human magnetic field, illusory sixth sense, brain overclocking, metabolism. The most terrifying thing is that in order to adapt to the environment, life on earth can undergo various evolutions. In order to survive, it will actively adapt to the current environment. Everything is for survival. A human from the earth came to such a world of spiritual cultivation, and his body had to adapt to this special spiritual energy. Because the special energy of aura opens a certain genetic limiter in the body, an unrestricted evolution begins, an evolution toward the ultimate life. Your upper limit has been locked by the ancient gods who created you, and the top of the immortal world is your end. But I don't have this end point. You are the innate human race created by the ancient gods. I evolved from a single-cell life to a primate human. Your potential is limited, but my evolution is unlimited. Don’t use your standards to define any incomprehensible and unbelievable miracle that happened to me, because these are all gifts given to me by Mother Earth. They are treasures that have evolved over billions of years of life on earth. My body is the most precious drop of water in the world.

A female swordswoman just passed by with her sword above your head, and you looked up. Seeing the female sword fairy slaying the demonic dragon in the endless East China Sea a hundred years ago is the happiest thing in the world. You feel something in your heart and gather the fruits of the years to [slay the dragon]. An old beggar just passed by you and you glanced at him. Seeing that the gate of heaven was closed when the old beggar knocked on it with a dog-beating stick three hundred years ago, making all the gods in the sky laugh, you gathered the Taoist fruits of the years to [beat the gods]. Just now a scholar asked you for a sip of wine, and you squinted at him. Observe the scholar who read the sword at night five hundred years ago. One person had a sword and a white shirt. On the battlefield at the border, the heads of foreigners were killed, and the anger swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger. You condensed the Taoist fruit of the years [the majesty lasts forever]. … Peace and happiness come through time, this world is chaotic, and life is as thin as paper. Fortunately, Anle can see the highlights, sorrow and anger, or helpless past events in others, and then condense them into the fruits of the years to bless his own body. Young people practice, refine their gods, and accumulate Tao fruits. Knock on the door of practice calmly and become a saint silently.

In the six realms of the sky, heroes emerge in large numbers, with three thousand left paths and eight hundred side sects. The young man will be successful, embark on the immortal road, the ruins of the Immortal Qin, the ancient cave, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the sword dove's transformation, the Ten Secrets of the Immortal Code, and show my divine power. With a sword in my hand, thousands of people will bow their heads and look proud of the world. Who dares to ask in the world? Be a hero. Burning my body to thank my teacher, we are all heartless people.