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 In southern Xinjiang, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains.
 In a huge, dark and humid cave, a drop of water fell from the stalactite hanging upside down on the cliff wall of the dome. With a "click", it hit the center of the eyebrow of a handsome young man of thirteen or fourteen years old below.
 The young man's lips were blue. He shuddered suddenly when he was aroused by the water droplets, and slowly opened his eyes.
 He looked at the dark dome above, froze for a moment, and struggled to sit up.
 "hiss……"
 The pain radiating from everywhere in his body made him take a deep breath.
 However, his mind seemed to be quite tenacious, and he endured the pain, forced himself to sit up, and leaned against the wet and slippery cave wall behind him.
 His movements brought out bursts of "canglang" sounds, followed by a series of moans.
 The young man was startled and looked around cautiously. Only then did he realize that there were at least two to three hundred figures in the darkness around him.
 There was a heavy shackle on one of his wrists, with a chain extending from it to connect with the shackles on the hands of more than ten people nearby, connecting these people together.
 "Where am I?" The young man was surprised, and questions suddenly arose in his mind.
 He thought silently for a while, but was shocked to find that there was no answer.
 The young man felt that his mind was in chaos, and his memories of his past were blurry. He could not remember anything at all. The only thing he could remember was his own name, Yuan Ming.
 He actually lost his memory!
 Before Yuan Ming could figure out what was going on, a heavy "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the distance, which made people panic, as if a heavy iron door had been pushed open.
 Then a burst of fire tore a hole in the darkness, and seven or eight burly men holding torches, wearing animal skins, and horns and scimitars hanging from their waists walked in surrounded by a tall, half-naked man.
 Under the flickering light of the fire, Yuan Ming saw these people. Their skin was maroon red, their muscles were bulging, their lines were very prominent, and they were full of primitive and wild atmosphere.
 Especially the half-naked big man at the head, the muscles on his body looked tougher than the others, and his whole body was full of explosive power. He looked like a strong man enshrined in a temple.
 It's just that these people have very strange hairstyles. All the hair on their heads is shaved off, leaving only a lock of top hair on the top, which is tied into a thick braid.
 Yuan Ming saw it, and for some reason, the word "Nanmanzi" came to his mind.
 As this thought arose, some memory fragments seemed to be pieced together in his mind, and some pictures appeared intermittently.
 There were lively and prosperous markets, magnificent mansions and people wearing silk and satin in that picture. He looked down at his clothes that had been worn into strips. This convinced Yuan Ming that he and the Southern barbarians in front of him were definitely not the same. A class of people.
 Just when Yuan Ming was full of confusion, the naked man at the head suddenly glanced in his direction and muttered something.
 Yuan Ming listened to the weird pronunciation, which was completely different from the words in his memory, but he understood it all at once.
 This is Nanman language!
 What the man said was: "It's the last place, be smart and don't miss it."
 The southern barbarians wearing animal skins came forward with torches in hand, and each took out what looked like some kind of beast bone, with a thumb-sized red stone embedded in it.
 "Who are you? What are you doing?" Seeing one of them walking towards him, Yuan Ming pretended to be calm and asked in Nanman dialect.
 The naked man glanced at him upon hearing the sound, with a look of surprise on his face, but the southern barbarian who walked in front of him roared, waving a torch and hit him on the cheek.
 Yuan Ming dodged sideways, and the torch grazed his shoulder and hit the wall, sending up sparks.
 The flying sparks frightened a person next to Yuan Ming. He yelled "Wow", shrank hard, and drilled into the gap under the rock wall.
 Taking advantage of the firelight, Yuan Ming saw that the man's upper body was naked, and his lower body was wrapped in a skirt woven from withered grass. He was completely black, with a dry figure and messy hair. He looked no different from a savage.
 The southern barbarian leaned down, grabbed the savage's ankle, and pulled him out with a little force. Then, during his fierce struggle, he sent the animal bone to the top of his head.
 I saw that the animal bone first lit up with a blue will-o'-the-wisp light, and then the red stone inlaid in the middle also suddenly lit up.
 However, as soon as the red light came on, it immediately went out again.
 Seeing this, the naked man frowned slightly and shook his head.
 Seeing this, the Nanmanzi who was holding the savage by his ankles drew out the scimitar from his waist without any hesitation, and chopped off the savage's head.
 "Pfft", a miserable howl sounded, and the savage's struggling movements immediately slowed down and gradually became silent.
 "Kill, kill someone..." Yuan Ming felt a warm blood splash onto his cheek, his breath was filled with the sinister smell of blood, and his mind went blank.
 A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, making him stiff, and he even forgot to continue escaping.
 Of course, he couldn't escape at all.
 His wrists were still tied with cold chains to the still warm body.
 Just before he recovered, the light in front of his eyes dimmed, and a piece of animal bone was delivered to his head.
 As the blue ghost fire lit up, a red light lit up like a candle, but did not go out immediately.
 It wasn't until a few breaths later that the red light slowly extinguished.
 The big man in animal skin holding the piece of animal bone put one hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and turned to look at the naked man.
 The latter pondered for a moment, seemed to hesitate, and nodded.
 The big man in animal skin then let go of the hand holding the knife, turned around and walked towards the other person.
 Only when his figure left did Yuan Ming recover from his fear.
 He suppressed all doubts and shocks and looked around, only to realize that almost all of the people bound by chains were disheveled savages.
 Like him, they were all frightened and tested one by one with the animal bones on their heads.
 Anyone whose red light was extinguished in a flash was killed with a single blow. Only those whose heads had a red light that could last for a moment survived.
 For a time, wailing, exclamations, and the sound of metal clashing with chains were heard one after another.
 It lasted for more than an hour, and the entire cave was filled with a strong smell of blood.
 Seeing that all the temptations were over, the naked man began to chirp and give orders again.
 Then, Yuan Ming and the dozen or so people who survived were freed from their chains, put on handcuffs and shackles again, and were taken aside to wait.
 Yuan Ming was a little uneasy. He didn't know what these people were going to do, and he didn't dare to ask.
 But from the behavior of those Nanmanzi just now, it is not difficult to see that these people have passed some kind of selection and should not be killed for the time being.
 At this time, the naked man at the head suddenly took out a silver-white bell about an inch long from his waist, held the wooden handle in his hand, raised it up, and started shaking it.
 "Rang..."
 An ethereal bell sounded, echoing in the empty cave.
 The moment Yuan Ming heard the sound, he felt a heavy blow to his head. He didn't feel any pain, but he felt a severe dizziness, and even the scenery in front of him had double images.
 In the mist and illusion, Yuan Ming saw a group of spiritual lights lighting up above the corpses in the cave, and then blurry shadows floated out one after another.
 After the shadows floated out of the corpse's head, they overlapped one after another, and finally became exactly the same as the corpse.
 Yuan Ming was frightened and became a little more awake.
 Only then did he realize with horror that those floating shadows were not a dazzle for him, they were all real.
 But they all had their heads lowered and their legs were dangling in the air, floating above the corpses.
 Yuan Ming swallowed hard and looked at the naked man. He saw him holding a bell and shaking it again.
 "Rang"
 The same ethereal voice sounded, but this time Yuan Ming did not feel any obvious dizziness. He watched helplessly as the suspended shadows all drifted towards the bell in the naked man's hand.
 As they got closer, the shadows turned into specks of light, merged into the bell, and disappeared.
 "Could it be that...these shadows are the souls of those people?" This thought popped up in Yuan Ming's mind, sending shivers down his spine.
 If he hadn't passed that mysterious test, not only would his head be in a different place at this moment, but his soul would also have been taken away like those people.
 "The harvest is not bad, there are thirteen. Okay, let's go back and meet up, and prepare for the return journey." The naked man put away the bell, wiped the sweat from his head, and said.
 It seemed that the two ringings of the bell just now had a heavy load on him.
 Yuan Ming stared blankly at the bell in the big man's hand. Although he didn't know what it was, these southern barbarians in front of him were obviously not ordinary people.
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 Three days later, in Shiwanda Mountain, in a valley covered by fog.
 A team whose faces were uniformly covered with a piece of green animal skin marched through the poisonous miasma of green and purple colors.
 These people are clearly divided into two categories. One is the Nanmanzi who wear animal skins and have scimitars hanging on their waists. There are only about ten or twenty people. They are divided into two ends of the team. From time to time, a few people shuttle between them to maintain order. On the other hand, prisoners whose upper bodies were naked and whose hands were shackled formed a long queue and walked silently with their heads lowered.
 As the latter, Yuan Ming was caught in the crowd and was walking hard with the team.
 He has been traveling through mountains and mud for the past few days. He has never said a word, and no one has come to ask him. However, through the few words between the southern barbarians, Yuan Ming knows where they are now. It is called "Southern Xinjiang", and the destination of this trip is Biluo Cave.
 According to the big Han men in southern Xinjiang, it was a place blessed by the gods and a holy place for their practice, and they were the ones who were selected and sent to receive gifts from the gods.
 Based on the evil behavior of these people, Yuan Ming did not believe that the "Bi Luo Cave" would be a good place, and what was waiting for him would definitely not be a good thing. It's just that nowadays, people are like swordsmen and I am like fish and meat, so I can only take one step at a time.
 What's worse is that his memory has not been recovered at all, and he still cannot remember who he is.
 But the "Central Plains" in his remaining memory was much more prosperous than this uncivilized land. He should be from there, but why did he come here from the Central Plains and then be seriously injured? Was he framed by a gangster or hunted by his enemies?
 Yuan Ming had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he secretly decided to figure it all out!
 Fortunately among the misfortunes, these big men from southern Xinjiang did not make things more difficult for them along the way.
 On the way, they would distribute food to the prisoners on time, although it was just some unpalatable dried fruits and meager amounts of dried meat. They would also apply some herbal ointment to them to treat their injuries.
 It was also during the treatment process that Yuan Ming discovered that he had more than thirty wounds, large and small, including lacerations, friction wounds, penetrating wounds, and even a broken rib.
 The herbal ointment applied to him by those big men in southern Xinjiang was not deceptive at all. In just three days, almost all the injuries were healed, leaving only the broken rib, which would be difficult to recover for a while. There is some pain but it does not affect movement.
 Now that they entered this poisonous valley, the big men in southern Xinjiang gave them anti-poison animal skins, which made Yuan Ming even more cautious.
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 Holding an incense burner in his hand, he lit a stick of incense. The blue smoke was misty, and at that moment, the spiritual thoughts penetrated the sky and the earth, and all the shackles in the world disappeared into nothingness. 
 It is for immortals.
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 Dugu Zhuo’s life was exhausted by fate. His skills were destroyed, his kinship was severed, his friends were lost, his father was killed, and even his only beloved Ye Zhou was gone. Wearing a spirit jade that protected Ye Zhou’s remnant soul, he scoured around every corner of the world, trying to find Ye Zhuo’s remaining soul to stay with him in the afterlife.
 Until one day, when his lifespan was approaching an end, he entered an illusion and saw Ye Zhou being chased by several monsters. After dealing with the monsters, a strange voice rang in his ears:
 And the Ye Zhuo he just “rescued” raised his sword angrily and yelled: “How dare you steal my monster!”
 Dugu Zhuo: “?”
 ——
 Ye Zhou encountered a strange player named Dugu Zhuo in the holographic online game “Nine Heavens”. He doesn’t understand common sense, doesn’t know how to play, doesn’t go offline to rest, and often looks at him with deep eyes. Ye Zhou only accepted him as a very handsome apprentice, and taught him how to upgrade and play.
 Just when Ye Zhou was thinking about whether to meet with his apprentice, an announcement was shared across the whole server: [Player Ye Zhou triggers the final plot “Sword Tomb” and unlocked the final boss of the game, Dugu Zhuo.]
 Ye Zhou: “…”
 By coincidence, he has the same name as his apprentice!
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 Yu Jinli was a koi fish who had practiced for a thousand years. (Translator’s note: The two Chinese characters “Jin Li” in the name sounds similar to the two Chinese characters for koi fish. ‘Jinli’ is now a symbol of luck in internet slang.) 
 He had taken the shape of a human being recently with the ability to predict fortune and change luck. 
 He was supposed to be a popular Mr. Lucky but who could have thought that… 
 “Sir, your forehead is covered by gloomy air. I’m afraid there is a looming threat of fatal disaster waiting for you…” Yu Jinli said with all seriousness. 
 All of a sudden, a big flower pot descended from above and hit that man directly on the head. 
 “Buddy, the top of your head is green. I’m afraid that…” 
 Before Yu Jinli finished, the young man opposite him received a call and headed to a hotel nearby to catch his girlfriend in the act of adultery. 
 “Brother, you…” 
 Everyone cried: Lord General, please take good care of your wife and don’t let him throw curses around… TAT 
 Yu Jinli felt frustrated: Obviously, I’m warning them with a good intention. 
 The nationally acknowledged most perfect man, the young general: Dear, don’t get upset because of those shortsighted men. Come home with me and I’ll make you chestnuts roasted with brown sugar. (Translator’s note: The Chinese character for chestnut is the same as the Chinese character “Li” in “Yu Jinli”) 
 Those “shortsighted” men: …
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 At the end of the Immortal Yuan Dynasty, thousands of people are competing for the throne. They want to join the No. 1 Immortal Sect, but they have a strange book left by the founder of the Demonic Way. I follow God's will and go against my fate. I have no regrets in this life.
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 Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea. 
 The wild fox meditates on Zen, and the fierce tiger realizes the Tao; he swims in the North Sea in the morning, and walks on the Cangwu River in the evening. 
 Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country. 
 These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo. 
 Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year. 
 Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream. 
 Huangliang is a dream. 
 ………… 
 Huang Liang's dream awakened and broke through the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice. 
 The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away. 
 A grain of millet in the three realms, a few dust in the mountains and rivers. 
 Walking through the busy city with a sword. 
 No one knows that I am a true immortal.
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 A generation of Devil Emperors was reborn and reborn. Because of the different times and the decline of the magic way, he reappeared as the young master of the Han family, and then he was full of benevolence and morality, but secretly doing evil devil acts for the common people…
 Murdering the same family, taking blood to practice qigong, and then putting all the charges on the innocent people, these are just commonplace. After understanding the pattern of this era, he stretched his hand on a bigger chess board!
 A horror that is a disaster in the eyes of the world, but a once-in-a-lifetime evil in his eyes, is slowly brewing…
 …
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 Su Jie, who can travel between Blue Star and the world of immortal cultivation, found that cultivating immortality is too difficult. 
 Magical elixirs, magical instruments, blessed places, wisdom and enlightenment, all of which are mountains on the road to immortality. 
 Until Su Jie discovered that the magic cultivators used killing people to refine corpses, extracting souls to refine evil spirits, and used fear as cultivation resources. 
 Soul-calling banners require soul sacrifices? Learn from the farms that slaughter tens of millions of pigs a year. 
 Cultivating evil spirits requires human fear? Haunted houses, horror movies, horror games are all put together... 
 Magic skills require blood to practice? America on the other side of the sea is the world's largest black market blood transfusion station... 
 ...... 
 Many years later. 
 "How many people have you killed, you evil demon, and you still have the face to say that you are a good person? Bah, today I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven." 
 The most beautiful woman in the Tianyuan world raised her eyebrows, staring at the terrifying demon in front of her, who was entangled with wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts walking at night on the soul-calling banner, and located in the white bone palace, and asked a soul question. 
 The demon slowly stood up and pulled out a business card with the words "China's annual philanthropist/founder of the world's largest chain of haunted houses/owner of the largest livestock slaughtering company on Blue Star/emerging giant in the film and television industry." 
 "Look, I'm really not an evil demon, okay? Who would still use such a low-level method as killing people to cultivate magic now?"
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 The Central Plains dynasty was based on Confucianism and respected Taoism. The monsters and wild tigers of the Northern Wilderness look at the Central Plains. Buddhas and witches are rampant in the Western Regions. There is also Xi Chu who is ready to make a move. The forces in southern Xinjiang are in chaos, and the devil's sect rules the roost. The sea tribes in the East China Sea are fighting for the throne, and the sharks are king. 
 Yuan Shenxian of the Taoist sect has gone into hiding, Li Taibai, the Wine and Sword Immortal, has drunk wine in his heart, his sword roars across Jiuzhou, and National Master Ji Xiyao cuts off the Tianshan Mountains with one sword. 
 The Buddha sat firmly on the spiritual mountain and recited Buddhist scriptures, while the demon saint girl looked at the moon in the cave and became enlightened. 
 Outside Emperor Wu's city, the sword gods held off the Northern Barbarians' 600,000-strong army for a period with one sword and one sword. 
 … 
 Li Nuo, whose given name is Zian, was the number one scholar in high school but was demoted as a jailer and nicknamed the Demon Slayer. A purgatory tower suppresses demons, and a golden book collects treasures. He accidentally poked a hole in the Jianghu and the court. 
 And all of this started from the day he had a blind date with Ye Qingyu, the leader of the Demon Cult.
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 The main protagonist Chen He often meets crazy people in his life, and all these people have very deep prejudices against him. They often do weird things.
 (1)
 Once, Chen He polished off a bunch of hired killers (who seemed to be after him?), and eventually found the mastermind.
 Chen He: You and I are complete strangers, so why are you doing this to me?
 Mastermind: You’re gonna kill me after ten years! Of course I’ve got to make a preemptive strike.
 Chen He: …
 (2)
 Chen He: Sir, we have had no bad blood between us, and I have not done anything to offend you. Why are you being so threatening?
 Taoist priest: Hmph! In the future, you’ll be offending me to no end. Haven’t you been looking down on me all your life?
 Chen He: …but I still have my entire life ahead of me!
 (3)
 Antagonist A: Chen He! Because of your master, I was rejected by XX Sect, and so I was forced to become a demonic cultivator!
 Chen He: Who…who are you?
 Antagonist B: My future lover’s meridians and good looks were ruined by you, and I’m definitely not gonna let you do it this time!
 Chen He could not help but think: There is definitely something wrong with my life!
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 It was too difficult to cultivate immortality, and Wang Ba, who had no spiritual roots, lay flat. 
 Choosing to join the sect and become a handyman raising chickens. 
 However, at the moment when he touched the chicken, he realized that his path to immortality might be a little different!
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 In the ancient century, when the world first opened, the Dragon Sacrifice Continent was dominated by the divine dragon clan. Today, all the divine dragons are extinct, and the mysterious catastrophe has come again, and the world is in danger! Young Long Chen, carrying the glorious mission of his father, pursues the mystery of the extinction of the dragon. By chance, he became the only ancestral dragon warrior in hundreds of millions of years, aspired to be the supreme dragon clan, and commanded the dragons in the world. We, the ancient dragon clan, are willing to stain the sky with blood, just for the sake of brotherhood; we wave our hands to turn the stars upside down, just for the beauty of poetry; we let the gods fall and the heavens collapse, just for the sake of all living beings in the world!
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 The Yuan Shen is innate. As long as anyone reaches the innate realm of martial arts before the age of thirty, and the Yuan Shen is strong enough, he can communicate with the heavens, gain the recognition of Heavenly Dao, and receive the inheritance of Heavenly Dao. Heaven will give you a jade tower or pagoda, and the tower will have corresponding spiritual cultivation methods and witchcraft methods! Anyone who has achieved this step is a sorcerer, with vast magical powers and otherworldly qualities! 
 Ye Xu had a mysterious jade tower inside his body as soon as he was born. With this unique jade tower, he cultivated martial arts innately, used martial arts to practice witchcraft, and used witchcraft to practice Taoism, and finally embarked on the road to be unparalleled in the world! 
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 Fate had never been kind to Ji Ning. Wracked by illnesses and infirm his entire life on Earth, Ji Ning knew early on that he would die as a teenager. What he didn’t know was that there really was such a thing as life after death and that the multiverse was a far larger place than he thought.
 A lucky twist of fate meant that Ji Ning was reborn into a world of Immortals and monsters, of Ki Refiners and powerful Fiendgods, a world where Dynasties lasted for millions of years. A world which is both greater… and yet also smaller… than he ever could imagine. He would have the opportunity to join them, and in this life, Ji Ning swore to himself, he would never let himself be weak again! The Era he was born into was a Desolate one, but Ji Ning would make it his era.
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