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 The steps of Qianya Stone Steps are uneven and steep. On one side is a straight and smooth cliff, and on the other side is a thousand-foot cliff that is so deep that you can't see the bottom. If you are not careful, you will fall down.
 Wang Fu even saw the white bones lying on the branches and trunks that grew tenaciously on the cliff.
 He walked for less than half a day, and he felt that his legs were filled with iron and lead. Every step was extremely difficult. The sweat had already soaked his clothes. He was panting and out of breath. At the foot of the mountain, with the sunlight that had not completely disappeared, from a distance, this stone step road leading to the clouds was not so long, but when you really walk on it, this stone step road seems to have no end at all. There are only stone steps and gray rocks in front, lifeless and endless.
 In the dark night, the stone steps are terribly quiet, and the front that can't see the end is like the abyss of ghosts. There is no other life except Wang Fu. He seems to have been forgotten, and he staggers with the faint and thin light of the stars and the moon in the sky.
 Wang Fu gritted his teeth. He knew that this was his last chance to become a formal disciple. He didn't expect that his spiritual roots were only worthy of being a errand disciple. But what does an errand disciple do? Isn't it just to do those dirty and tiring work for the sect? How can you achieve anything if you do things that have nothing to do with cultivation all day long?
 He envied Zhou Peng and Wang Feng. They had spiritual roots that even Uncle Wu Jianyang was amazed at, and they became inner disciples directly. If he couldn't become an inner disciple, he had to at least enter the outer sect. Only by becoming a formal disciple of Luoyu Sect, his ambitions and his dream of flying into the sky, escaping into the earth, and slaying demons in his heart can be realized.
 He doesn't want to be mediocre. He wants to be immortal like the immortals in the story.
 He wants to be like Sister Yun Ningshuang, who can eliminate demons and defend the way with a raise of her hand.
 He doesn't want to become a waste who has accomplished nothing.
 In the dead of night, Wang Fu has already crawled with his hands and feet.
 Cuckoo!
 His empty stomach had been growling for a long time. Fortunately, there were fried peanuts packed by his father in his bag. Wang Fu grabbed a handful and ate them while climbing up the stone steps.
 It was dawn, and a moment later a ray of purple sunlight fell on the endless stairs, reflecting on the blood on the stairs, with a charming glow.
 After a night, Wang Fu was already exhausted. He couldn't even feel the passage of time. There was only one belief in his heart that he must climb to the end of the stairs and become a formal disciple of the immortal sect.
 Although his hands and feet were rubbed with blisters, every movement was a piercing pain, and every extra step was torture, he still insisted on climbing, using his hands and feet, and even his knees and elbows.
 His skin cracked, and the stone steps behind him became charming.
 The clothes on his chest were soaked with blood, and Wang Fu's vision became blurred, but he didn't know that in the clothes soaked with blood, a small tripod the size of half a fist was covered with blood, and this small tripod was undergoing a surprising change.
 It was the small tripod that Wang Tong compensated him.
 The originally black little tripod seemed to shed its skin, revealing the color of bronze, and the magical patterns that looked like gullies became clear. The mud in the tripod flowed out, revealing the color of the small tripod with a faint green light.
 A surprised exclamation came from the clouds.
 "Huh? I didn't expect that someone would climb these thousand cliff stone steps today..." An old figure floated down, his beard and hair were white, his body was thin, and he landed steadily on the stone steps. A pair of turbid eyes looked at Wang Fu, who was covered in blood but still climbing up, and sighed faintly.
 It was at this time that the small tripod in Wang Fu's clothes turned into a barely detectable bronze light, hidden on his chest, leaving only a tripod-shaped pattern like a tattoo.
 "Thousands of cliffs and stone steps, thousands of ways to cut human bones..."
 "Ahem..." The old man didn't find anything unusual. He put one hand behind his back and put the other hand to his mouth with a fist. He coughed twice and looked at Wang Fu, whose legs were bloody. He couldn't help but say, "Boy, although there is an end to the road ahead, it is out of reach for you."
 "Why bother? It's better to give up and go down the mountain..."
 Wang Fu's consciousness had long been blurred. Only a will supported him to climb up, climb to the top, become a formal disciple, and live in the world. Killing demons and eliminating monsters was his last thought. He didn't hear the old man's words at all. In his blurred eyes, there was nothing else except the endless stone steps.
 The old man was slightly moved. His turbid eyes seemed to think of something. He couldn't help but chuckled and stretched out his skinny hand to press on Wang Fu's head: "Well, anyway, we passed by. Since I met you, let's take a look."
 The next moment, the old man looked inexplicable.
 "You have five elements and mixed spiritual roots, but you have eight spiritual orifices. God really played a big joke on you." He loosened his palm and took a deep look at Wang Fu.
 "No wonder you have such perseverance... What a pity..."
 "But meeting is fate, and I, an old man, will not hesitate to give you an opportunity. As for whether you can grasp it, whether it is a blessing or a curse for you depends on fate..."
 "Blessings and disasters are dependent on each other, and disasters and blessings are dependent on each other... Haha..."
 After speaking, the figure of the old man gradually disappeared, as if he had never appeared, leaving only a stream of air that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye quietly drilling into Wang Fu's right palm.
 In the depths of the clouds, a burly middle-aged man was hanging in the air with his hands behind his back.
 "Hehe, this old guy exchanged a piece of news for two three-thousand-year-old spiritual medicines from me, and wanted to kidnap my disciples. He is just a five-spiritual root, and his perseverance is okay..." The middle-aged man sneered and no longer paid attention. Only a murmur remained and disappeared.
 "But this news is indeed important. I have to prepare well..."
 The sun was shining brightly and noon was approaching. The scorching sun burned Wang Fu, but he still did not give up.
 Many of the monks of Luoyu Sect flying in the sky found Wang Fu, but no one sympathized with him, and all of them were disdainful.
 "Huh? Why is there someone on the Qianya Stone Steps?"
 "It's so miserable, all bloody. But this person is really stupid..."
 "It's ridiculous. This person must have very poor qualifications. He tried to reach you and me through the Qianya Stairs. He doesn't know whether he lives or dies."
 ...
 The sun set, and Wang Fu's breath was extremely weak, as if he would lose his last breath in the next moment. Fortunately, he finally saw the end of the stone steps vaguely, which gave him the motivation to continue climbing.
 It was a palace full of light and surrounded by colorful clouds.
 In front of the palace, Zhao Zelin was lying on his back on a chair, picking up the fruit next to him from time to time to eat.
 With a smile on his face, he looked down at Wang Fu on the stone steps, his eyes full of teasing.
 "I didn't expect you to be able to climb here. You have great perseverance, but it's a pity... The time is up. You still have a hundred stone steps to go from here, so... "Zhao Zelin's voice suddenly became violent.
 "Failure!"
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 A young man from Wutong Village traded a comic book for a mysterious little tripod. Although his spiritual roots were weak, he was fortunate to get the help of the little tripod and rose from humble beginnings. With his resolute will, he became stronger and stronger step by step in the world of immortal cultivation where the weak are the prey of the strong and the weak are the prey of each other. 
 He built the foundation of heaven, mastered the thunder and lightning, stepped on the holy land, slashed the ancient clan with a sword, climbed to the top of heaven and earth, passed the catastrophe and ascended to heaven, stood above the ages, and imagined the boundless road. 
 Looking back, who would have thought that he was just a boy in the mountains?
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 No family, no power, no inheritance — a thrice-lacking protagonist. Just how will the seed rise up from the mud?
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 In the boundless universe, the strong are like clouds, and the arrogance of heaven is like rain. The ancient powers can swallow clouds, move mountains and overturn seas, and destroy a dynasty at the click of a finger. The ancient saints can even pick the stars and take the moon, and refine the sea of ​​​​stars into playthings in their hands.
 You can be astonishing in your talent, coercive for eternity, and invincible, but no match for the knife of time. In the end, your soul will rot and turn into dead bones in the tomb. There is no immortality between heaven and earth.
 Su Han, who came from a small family in Xiyuan Town, embarked on the path of cultivation after obtaining a mysterious stone eye. Defeat countless geniuses and evildoers, and move forward step by step towards the road of immortality.
 I am a god and demon, unparalleled in the world!
 ps: Interested friends who have finished “Zerg Invincible in Another World”, “God Card” and “God and Demon System” can go and have a look.
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 Lü Bu is disloyal and immoral, while Danjie is ruthless and unrighteous. When Lü Bu travels to Danjie, will he stir up the wind and clouds, or will he disappear like dust? 
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 Danqing was born in the cave, and his killer moves take the Danxiu road 
 Practice to seize the fortune of heaven and earth, and use strength to seize the opportunities of others 
 If you advance, you will fight for Danjie, ascend to the realm of immortality, practice martial arts and command troops 
 If you retreat, you will think about strategies in the cave, break the lock and fight for your life 
 …… 
 I am not very talented and learned, so I hope you can give me some suggestions and point out some confusions 
 I am very grateful and I will accept your advice with an open mind 
 Today's hobby is tomorrow's job 
 If you want to read and listen, please urge me to update 
 If you want to keep reading, you can also flip through it 
 The requirements are not high, please don't be stingy 
 If you don't like it, please forgive me 
 Your light action is my great gratitude
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 Transcend to become the prince of Daxia, activate the Devil Emperor Summoning System, summon the powerhouses from other worlds, and fight for hegemony in the heavens!
 If I were the Devil Emperor in the future, I would definitely let your blood stain the sky!
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 “Although I am a betrayal of the witch, I am still a wizard. I only betrayed the ancestor of the wizard, not the truth.” 
 PS: Originality is unlimited. No heroine. Reasonable party. Do not abuse the master. Daily to.
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 The moment Xiao Bai woke up, his entire worldview collapsed.
 When someone was struck by lightning, he traversed as soon as he slept, but fortunately he seemed invincible.
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 "My name is Fang Yi. I traveled through the ruined Blue Star and was about to build a mythical Blue Star with the help of the golden finger. A person who claimed to be my descendant from Earth came to me for inheritance." 
 Fang Yi looked at the confused girl standing in front of him. 
 ... 
 "My name is Fang Rou. I live on Earth summoned by heroes. Other heroes (ancestors) are either high-flying knights or immortal cultivators who fly with swords... 
 And my ancestor, he controls the [Haotian God] mecha, holding the [Four Swords of Zhuxian], followed by [Zaohua Wahuang], standing on the left with [Sanqing Daozu], and on the right with [Twelve Ancestral Witches]. He is preparing for a cross-universe expedition and said he wants to fight to the universe where I am... 
 I summoned my ancestors, but it seems that I went to the wrong world! 
 The universe is about to be destroyed, I am so scared..." 
 This book is also known as: "Building the Supreme Blue Star, My Descendants Are Coming"Author's Other NovelsI Can Upgrade Infinitely
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 When Linger was looking for a job, he applied for a bartender at a bar, but the guests who came here seemed strange.
 What can a female warrior wearing very little, an armor that can’t even protect her eyesight, protect against?
 How did the calamity mage who owed a hundred luck points survive until now?
 Melancholic and lonely Skeletor, Skeleton? drink wine? Please don’t waste it!
 The devil who likes the hero, since he is the devil, please do your job well, OK?
 …
 Well, he was getting used to these strange guests.
 (Unknown Uncomfortable Sky: “Presenting Fine Wine for a Wonderful Different World”, “Sword and Magic and Beautiful Girls”, “Wine of Beautiful Girls”, “God-level Bartender of the Other World”, “I’m Really Not the God of Dionysus”)
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 What kind of experience is it to be a true spiritual genius, transmigrating to become the ‘king’ of the Immortal Demon Great Qin?
 Qualification is supreme, and any technique can be mastered quickly. The so-called barrier of practice cannot hinder his breakthrough at all!
 Or add luck and become the real master of the plane.
 Is it to gather the copper of Kyushu, cast twelve bronze figures, hold the souls of millions of Qin warriors, swept across Liuhe, and conquered the world, or the three worlds of warriors?
 Rare birds and beasts, a world where demons are rampant, a combination of local myths and legends.
 PS: It is not a hegemony text of the war system, the first choice for the extreme genius stream
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 Travel to a strange world where demons have revived and the world is like a prison. 
 Water ghosts, fog monsters, drought demons... powerful demons are causing troubles in one place. The aristocratic families use evil spirits as medicine and live above the clouds. The people are struggling in a strange doomsday. 
 In the troubled times, Su Heng awakened his talent for eating immortals. 
 His body grows infinitely, and he gains one attribute point for every pound of weight he gains. 
 The strange and terrifying demons that slaughtered cities and destroyed countries are the most delicious and superior ingredients for him. 
 Eat their flesh and blood, eat their tendons and bones; plunder their supernatural powers and seize their fortune. 
 From [Pure Yang Gong] to [Hehua Tianmo Dafa], from [Golden Bell Cover] to [Demon Buddha Golden Body Dharma], even the most ordinary martial arts can burst out incredible power in Su Heng's hands. 
 Many years later... 
 Su Heng's demon body is thousands of feet long and his weight is immeasurable. 
 With hundreds of hearts and thousands of arms, mortals are nothing but ants to me - Gods and Buddhas, come and fight! 
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 This book is also known as: "Godzilla in the Low-level World"
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 Reborn in the prehistoric world, he became the first golden crow in the world, Emperor Dijun. 
 And refined the River Map and Luoshu under the Fusang tree. 
 After getting the Chaos Star Map, he can use the coordinates to shuttle through the mythical worlds. 
 It happened that the witch and demon calamity was about to start. 
 Facing the prehistoric world that was about to be destroyed, Emperor Jun publicly stated that internal fighting was meaningless. The heavens were so big, why not go and see? 
 "There is a world here, which is said to have eight million gods. Brother Tongtian, do you want to try the edge of Zhuxian?" 
 "You can get the blessing of the Three-phase God by practicing hard in this place. Ancestor of the Styx, do you want to make Shiva remember it for a long time?" 
 "This myth created the giant who opened the sky and killed it. It contains the great god Pangu. Are you sure the twelve witch ancestors don't want to go and see it?" 
 Starting from the prehistoric world, shuttle through the heavens, devour one mythical world after another, and give birth to Hunyuan Daluo in batches, and finally help the Heavenly Dao sublimate the prehistoric world into the status of Daozang!
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 In a freak alchemy accident, the omnipotent Extreme Alchemist of his generation was bound to the continuous cycle of worldly existence. His fallen soul was reincarnated into the body of an ordinary young man named Fang Lin.
 From then on, Fang Lin became the chaotic mess of an alchemy genius.
 “You’re nothing but scraps before me. I am the almighty Extreme Alchemist! So, you’re a martial arts genius, huh? Come…Come. Come! Have a taste of the elixir made by the great master.”
 The path of becoming an extreme alchemist was rough, bumpy and rugged, but at the end, the Mighty Cauldron awaited beyond the Nine Cauldrons!
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