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 Tushanjun stood blankly in the open space at the end of the village.
 He had just traveled through time, and before he could recover from his original injuries, he was driven to the head of the village like a duck.
 The cool sun of summer melts gold and sparkles.
 After standing for a while, I felt that my body was too weak to hold on.
 After shaking, I was sweating like rain.
 After all, it was because the original body was injured that Tu Shanjun was implicated.
 Touching the wound on his head, Tushanjun couldn't help but sigh.
 The horse rider ran away and couldn't find anyone, so he had to rely on his family resources to resist.
 I grew up in a family with no savings, and now I can't work as a long-term worker, so I rely on the help from my neighbors to survive.
 I heard from the village chief that there is something very important to announce today, and even the wounded have to come.
 Tu Shanjun was invited down to the village with a bowl of thick porridge and half a white flour steamed bun.
 Anyway, what big things can happen in ancient times, just make up the numbers.
 Sacrifice, conscription, taxation... are still far away.
 Now it's time to think about how to live in the future.
 As the saying goes, a man born under the age of half will eat a man who is poor.
 If you just rely on your neighbors for help, it won't be long before you inflict resentment on others.
 They are all old farmers digging food in the fields, and no one has much leftover food.
 Tushanjun looked around.
 All the residents in the village came, and no one was absent. It must be said that the old village chief's prestige is still good.
 Of course, the white-faced steamed buns as big as a child's fist made a great contribution.
 "Ahem, I'm asking everyone to come to the village today because I have a big event to tell them." The village chief spoke loudly before starting to talk.
 Laihan at the entrance of the village put his sleeves up with a curious look on his face. What on earth is worthy of giving each family a white-flour steamed bun?
 "Old village chief, don't make excuses. Now that you're here, why don't you let everyone hear about it? What's the big deal?"
 "That's right, that's right."
 What kind of knowledge can the villagers have? They gather together in a chaotic atmosphere.
 It's quite lively.
 The women gathered together to chat about household matters, and the farmers greeted each other.
 Even Lai Han, who always lay at home, became active.
 It was not easy to find a way to get it together. It would be great if I could take another opportunity to find a wife.
 "An immortal master came to stay in our village. It was the immortal master and his old man who asked me to gather all the families." The old village chief finally revealed the secret and moved his eyes to the locust tree not far behind him.
 Under the guidance of the old village chief's gaze, the villagers noticed a dark shadow in the shadow under the tree.
 At first, it was as if he had deliberately ignored the other party, not even noticing that there was anyone there.
 Tu Shanjun looked surprised, and his wandering eyes became a bit sharp.
 The weak body straightened unconsciously.
 ‘Immortal Master? ! ’
 This shows that this world may be a world of immortal cultivation, with extraordinary power.
 He most likely traveled to a world where there were immortal cultivators.
 ‘Cultivation of immortality, immortality, and the great road. ’
 Bewildered and then overwhelmed, surprised and happy, as well as the trembling hidden in my heart.
 Tushanjun's already weak body trembled slightly.
 Under the scorching sun, cold sweat broke out from my spine and wet my short clothes.
 He was not sure whether it was true or not, whether this was really the world of immortal cultivators.
 He was actually afraid deep down in his heart.
 As long as you think about the law of the weak and the strong, you can understand that cultivating immortals is basically 'eating people'!
 Can I, who was not a top figure in my previous life, really embark on this road that seems smooth but is actually full of thorns?
 "Can I really do that?"
 If you change to a new world and start your life again, can you really become one of the top people?
 "I can!"
 Tu Shanjun encouraged himself firmly, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to retreat, so he used words to stop himself.
 He had never longed for something so much, like a hungry beast longing for food, purely biological instinct.
 If life is not in your own hands, it will breed fear.
 Fear is the most primitive human emotion, and it can also make people strong.
 No matter what kind of society it is, there is nothing wrong with becoming stronger.
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 Tu Shanjun looked at the light blue interface that appeared in front of him in astonishment and was blocked by chains.
 It's very similar to those panels in the game, but it shows that it is not open.
 "hang!"
 Tu Shanjun was overjoyed. As expected, 99% of time travels are possible.
 Now that there is something to worry about, the hope in Tushanjun's eyes is a little less, and his expression is more stable.
 He did not rush into contact with the immortal master who seemed to be untouchable.
 The other person's face doesn't look like a good person.
 The immortal master who came out of the shadows was about five feet eight, with a face as golden as paper and deep-set cheeks.
 The fierce eyes dimmed.
 There are injuries.
 Seriously injured!
 The black robe was in tatters and still stained with undried blood.
 The inverted triangular eyes narrowed slightly and a smile appeared on his face.
 Tushanjun shuddered, his wandering eyes focused, revealing a little light and vigilance.
 He always felt something was wrong. The immortal master looked at them like animals and prey.
 When the other party glanced at him, Tu Shanjun's eyelids kept twitching, which made him even more panicked.
 Where can any immortal master look like this?
 Shouldn't he be an immortal with fair hair and a childish face? Even if he is not, he should be gentle and elegant.
 If the person in front of him is really the so-called immortal master, he is definitely not a righteous cultivator.
 There is no difference between casual cultivators and demonic cultivators, they are both murderers.
 "Sanqing bless, Bodhisattva bless, bless me and keep me safe."
 Tu Shanjun suppressed the fear in his heart and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and not to scare himself.
 He has decided to quit.
 I don't need to risk contact with immortal cultivators. Even if I want to contact an immortal master, I should find the right path. This person in front of me is obviously not a good person.
 Tushanjun looked solemn and quietly retreated behind everyone.
 He lowered his head and looked at the black-robed immortal master with his peripheral vision.
 If something happens, you can have a buffer and buy yourself some time.
 Of course, the first thing to do is to figure out the purpose of this immortal master who doesn't look like a good person.
 "It turned out to be an immortal master. I didn't expect that the immortal master would come to our village."
 "The legendary immortal master..."
 "Sure enough, it's a big deal. If you get a chance to be immortal..."
 The villagers were suddenly surprised and happy, with expressions of disbelief.
 After all, I had only heard rumors and had never actually met an immortal master.
 The boys in the village who went in and out of the city were so embarrassed that they had seen the immortal master in the big city. Everyone was happy to hear it and thought it was just cowhide.
 If he really is an immortal, can he help us clean up the mass graves if we invite him?
 Because of the passage of time, dirty things were born in mass graves.
 "Thanks a lot."
 The immortal master with inverted triangular eyes patted the old village chief on the shoulder and faced the villagers with a cruel smile on his face: "Thank you for your hard work."
 "I'm here to bring you a great blessing."
 Tu Shanjun clearly saw the old village chief standing there as if he had been cast on a body-holding technique.
 His eyes were dull and his body was as thin as a dead tree.
 "It's a scam!"
 Tu Shanjun's expression changed with shock, and he ran away without hesitation.
 With a thud, he hit something unknown, which made him dizzy and made stars appear in his eyes.
 There was nothing in front of him, but Tu Shanjun felt like he had hit an iron wall.
 "Array."
 "rise!"
 The demonic monk with inverted triangle eyes glanced at him.
 With a flick of his sleeves, a small flag with a black face and red edges flew out from his sleeves.
 It grew taller in the wind, and became about ten feet long and wide, standing above everyone's heads. The transparent walls on all sides were gradually dyed gray by the black smoke.
 The demon cultivator waved the long sword in his hand, and blood was visible immediately after he took it out of the sheath.
 The head of the old village chief detached from his rickety body, and the big head was thrown up and rolled down. Blood sprayed ten feet high, and the fishy-sweet smell filled the formation.
 "ah!"
 The terrified screams woke up the stunned villagers.
 "Killed!"
 "The village chief was killed."
 The villagers were frightened, commotion and panic, and began to push and move like poultry and headless flies.
 Rampage, squeeze and pile up.
 It's a pity that I can't escape.
 Tushanjun had already found a way for them, and the transparent wall blocked everyone's escape route.
 The black flags above everyone's heads were spinning, and gray shadows emerged from the corpses and suddenly disappeared into them.
 What followed was a one-sided massacre.
 The sword-wielding demon cultivators killed the villagers in the formation like chickens.
 For a while, the blood turned into a trickling river, and the corpses piled up into a small hill.
 Nearly two hundred villagers could not even hold on to a stick of incense.
 The demonic cultivator's face became more and more ferocious, and blood spattered on his face, revealing his morbid madness.
 Tushanjun leaned in front of the transparent wall in fear, his maroon pupils couldn't help but shrink.
 Curling up, his brain was spinning crazily, trying to find a way to defeat the demonic cultivator.
 "System, do you have a gift package for newbies?"
 "The kind that quickly improves strength."
 "Where's the opening draw?"
 “What about the pills that will get you through the hard times right away?”
 "What a stupid system, I'm going to die!"
 "..."
 Countless calls failed to activate the light blue panel.
 While Tu Shanjun was thinking about a solution with his eyes widened, the demonic monk had already killed all the villagers and walked up to him.
 Covered in shadows, a crazy face appeared from a high position.
 Terrible and terrifying.
 "It's your turn."
 "You are a little special."
 "It just so happens that my soul flag still lacks a main soul."
 "You are so smart, I hope you can hold on." The demon cultivator smiled cruelly and raised his sword.
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 Traveling through the world of immortality, he was cultivated by the devil into a soul banner. 
 I just want to find a reliable banner master and wait for him to help me become an immortal. 
 Therefore, we should strive to improve ourselves, learn kung fu and practice magical powers, and fulfill our responsibilities as a grandfather. I hope that the banner owner can survive and become an immortal. 
 But the world of cultivating immortals really can’t stand it! 
 By the way, where is the banner master that I just bought yesterday? 
 You won't be killed in a fight again, right? 
 Ahem, okay, now I’m recruiting a new banner master who can help me become an immortal. 
 What? I am powerless and just want to lie down. 
 Are you afraid you want to be my banner slave? ! 
 … 
 Keywords: evil ghost, guardian spirit, development flag master, billions of soul flags.
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 Qin Yi once believed that the people who cultivated immortals were primarily indifferent and quiet, with no desire or desire, able to withstand temper, and withstand temptation.
 It was finally discovered that Xian had personal words next to him.
 Xianlu bitter cold, you and I embrace each other for warmth.
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 The debt of love in the ninth world will be repaid in this world.
 The school flower, the royal sister, the loli… all of them are my lover in the previous life. Only by repaying the debt of love can I live!
 In order to survive, Yu Mo worked hard!
 Loving the school flower, loving the royal sister, pampering the loli… It’s a lot of fun.
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 “I treat you like I would treat this flower . Your most beautiful years are for the wine in my cup, for me to consume, for me to take.”
 In order to learn the skills, to take the throne as the strongest in Wulin, and restore his reputation, Bai Tan had to use the sect’s best yao ren who was locked away for several years. He needed the yao ren’s blood for his health and to cure the poison in him. Upon seeing the yao ren’s beauty and disability, he bounded the yao ren to his side, with the intention to train the yao ren into a docile pet. He had not expected the yao ren to have an influential background and to be possessed by a demon. While he, was playing with fire.
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 "Father, are you looking for me?" 
 Xiao Yan stood at the door of the reception hall and looked at his father. Xiao Zhan was about to speak, but Nalan Yanran suddenly stood up from her seat and looked at Xiao Yan in astonishment. 
 "You...you are Xiao Yan?!" 
 "Who are you?" 
 Xiao Yan looked at this familiar girl, pinched his chin and thought for a moment, and then pointed at her with sudden realization. 
 "Little foodie!!!" 
 "Who is little foodie?!" 
 Hearing Xiao Yan's address to her, Nalan Yanran's face instantly turned red, full of shame and anger. 
 And this scene, whether in the reception hall or outside the reception hall, everyone was dumbfounded. 
 Look at this look...these two young people know each other? 
 Just when everyone was in doubt, the blush on Nalan Yanran's face subsided, her face became extremely serious, turned to look at Xiao Zhan, clasped her hands and said firmly. 
 "Uncle! Yanran came here today for only one purpose!" 
 Hearing Nalan Yanran speak, Ge Ye immediately reacted and waved to the servants, ready to present the elixir prepared in advance for apology, and was also ready to speak to save the situation at any time. 
 But Nalan Yanran's next words made him suddenly stunned. 
 "I hope to marry into the Xiao family immediately! Right now!" 
 ? ? ? 
 At this moment, the entire reception hall was silent, and Ge Ye's face was full of question marks, looking at Nalan Yanran in a daze. 
 Young master? 
 Aren't we here to cancel the engagement? 
 How did it become a marriage? ? ?
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 Also known as: It turns out that I am a double cultivation grass *#*
 Xizhou has become a grass in the cultivation world. 
 The grass is an ordinary dreaming grass. What is unusual is that the owner of this medicine field is a fairy-like and jade-colored senior sister.
 Xizhou originally thought that the grass was stable, but who would have expected the elder sister to be plotted, her cultivation base would be destroyed, and her life would not be long. 
 At the moment of life and death, Xi Zhou accidentally fell into her dream…
 After waking up from the dream, Senior Sister’s cultivation has recovered. 
 Disciples: Can this be restored? How did you do it? 
 Sister:– 
 (Can she say that being with a woman in a dream is indescribable)
 From now on… 
 The elder sister was seriously injured, and Xizhou fell into a dream. 
 The elder sister’s inner alchemy is broken, and Xizhou falls into a dream 
 Senior Sister is pregnant, Xi Zhou… dumbfounded *#*
 small theater 
 Senior Sister: Can you change the way you treat? 
 Xizhou: I don’t want to either, do you think I’m willing to do it? 
 Senior Sister: Shameless! 
 Xizhou: “…”
 1. Have a child, first in harmony and then in love. 
 2. It is not a large fantasy, and there are many private settings. 
 3. It is purely fictitious, and the writing is white. 
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 Content Labels: Soul Transformation Xianxia Cultivation Sweet Text
 Search keywords: protagonists: Xi Zhou, Zhai Wangyou ┃ supporting roles: countless ┃ others: sweet text
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 He has lived through war, famine, and disease. He has seen the gates of death, touched the gates of hell, but was given a chance. A chance bestowed to him by the gods, a chance at immortality. Reborn and rejected but not hopeless, he will rise above all expectations. He will take on the sword of blood, he will make all revere, for this is the path he has chosen. Nothing will block his path, be it riches, or fools, Jerks or the arrogant, let them come to meet only their demise. The path of the dao, the path of a commander. He is the Great Dao Commander. he stands above all else, for everything is one; one in him. He is the controller of the beginning and the end.
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 [Mortal Flow] A boy from a fishing village accidentally got a magical shell with an independent world inside. Originally, he had ordinary aptitude, and since then he has embarked on an ordinary but not mediocre road to heaven.
 Planting spiritual medicines, raising monsters, cultivating monsters, condensing spiritual veins…
 Wang Ping held the “Heaven and Earth Shell” and created a legend of his own step by step with his abandoned spiritual roots.
 ps: The title of the book does not look serious, but the content is very serious. It is definitely orthodox mortal, with farming and adventure.
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 This is the story of the traverser leading the rise of the small school. 
 There is no system for mortals to fight for hegemony in the fields.
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 The well-known and recognized throughout the Stern continent, strong and mighty, as well as the unique Wizard of magic cures, the most outstanding genius of the whole continent, Jason got into the flow of time, back in the uncivilized era during the first failed experiment, 3000 years ago. This was the period when the magic healers didn’t exist. How will Jason apply his knowledge in this backward era, wherever he reach the peak of glory?
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 His martial spirit was taken away, his cultivation was ruined, and he accidentally obtained the ancient secret realm, so he stepped into the mortal realm and broke through the ancient divine realm with his sword... The ancient god of martial arts was unrivaled by his sword. God blocks and kills God! Kill the devil by blocking it!
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 Over the past ten million years, immortals have completely flowed into the people, and the heroes have risen together; new ideas, new situations, and new things have emerged endlessly.
 Traditional practitioners face unprecedented changes.
 What kind of storm will a soul from the earth bring to this changing fairyland?
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 With resources scarce and evil spirits everywhere, Chen Lin traveled into a strange world. 
 The immortal cultivators who were supposed to be aloof here have become the prey of monsters and monsters, and are in a difficult situation. Faced with this situation, Chen Lin could only proceed cautiously and cautiously step by step. 
 Slowly, he discovered that the world was far more mysterious and grand than what he saw. The deeper he dug, the more complicated it became. 
 The bizarre space, the unexpected creatures, the incredible abilities, the calculations of gods and gods, the confusion of alien races, the killing of the same race, there is danger all the time. 
 So he became more cautious...
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