The Master’s Master Can’t Be A Mortal

Lin Wudao traveled through time and had an invincible corpse collection system. As long as you collect corpses for the strong, you can get things they owned or came into contact with during their lifetime as rewards, and the items you get are enhanced. The lowest, strengthened ten times! [You buried the body of Emperor Jiang Taichu and gained ten thousand years of cultivation! 】 [You collected the body of your fiancée Jiang Qingxue and obtained the humane spiritual weapon Zichen Sword. After strengthening it ten times, you upgraded it to the ultimate spiritual weapon, Xuantian Ancient Sword! 】 [You collected the bones of an immortal and obtained a ray of immortal essence, which was strengthened 100,000 times and upgraded to the Hongmeng Origin. After refining, you can be promoted to the Immortal Emperor! 】 … Since acquiring the invincible corpse collection system, Lin Wudao has embarked on an invincible road that spans the ages and suppresses all heavens.

If he had a choice, Zhou Fan would never want to come to this world, because he felt the world's great malice towards him! The number of lifespans in his heart is like a time bomb, ticking down his lifespan, when the end of his lifespan, there will be a horrible existence that will take his life As a short-lived species, he must join the village patrol team with a high mortality rate. Facing an endless stream of weirdness, he struggles to survive every day. During the day, it is peeped by the extremely vicious and greedy eyes in the dark, and at night, it will be pulled into the weird gray fog space when dreaming. Zhou Fan sometimes wonders if he can get out of this novice village alive? Not to mention embarking on the road of self-cultivation and increasing his lifespan. The mysterious and unpredictable wandering resentment, the human race struggling to survive, the mysterious and dangerous vast area... Welcome to the world of immortality.

If you convince others with force, you won't be convinced with your heart, or if you are weak in support; if you convince others with reason, your heart will be happy and you will be sincerely convinced. But immortals are often unreasonable...

Li Muhun travels through the world of cultivating immortals and works hard to farm in the Qingxuan Sect. He does not fight or fight. He lives a comfortable and comfortable life with a few acres of spiritual fields, spiritual flowers and spiritual cultivation grass, and refining weapons and talismans. When the sect was in trouble, Li Mu was forced to take action. Only then did all the sect disciples realize that there was still an ancestor of the sect in the sect.

Jiang Hao passed through ordinary people and was forced to be sold into the Demon Sect and became a disciple of the Demon Sect. I wanted to cultivate with peace of mind and become stronger a little bit, so that I could survive in the world of self-cultivation, but was "humiliated" by a female devil in every possible way. There is a huge disparity in strength, and he can only endure the humiliation and survive, hoping not to meet each other again. Without a backer, he was favored by the Demon Sect's headmaster and was able to practice with peace of mind. When he became the chief disciple and met the headmaster, he was stunned. Looking at the beautiful face of the other party, he couldn't smile a little, isn't this the female devil from the beginning?

“How do you treat ants? Gods will treat you the same!” – Yuan Chenfei. On this day, Gods finally appeared. Not for destruction, not for slavery, but just for playing a game…

Untolerated by heaven, a boy was restricted by the most powerful spell. He accidentally acquired a painting inhabited by nine souls that claimed to be immortal. Then, the legend of a strong young man who violated heavenly principles against the course of nature began.

With the sword of killing immortals in hand, the flag of the gods can be cut to cover the sky. The boy who walked out of the ruins, Step out of the divine tomb and immortal burial in one step, God's eyes are in the sky, turning his palms, One cauldron cooks up a creation of eternal life!

One day, a Dragon rises for nine days and travels across the world. The dragon is me, and I am the dragon — Zhuang Ming.

There is a tree without roots, the flowers are in the dark, and who is willing to cultivate if they are greedy for the world of mortals? Things come and go, a boat on the sea of suffering, drifting back and forth without freedom. It is boundless and has no shore, and it is difficult to moor. It swims in dangerous places where fish and dragons often swim. If you are willing to look back, you will be on the shore. Don’t wait for the storm to damage the boat. ------------------ Open your eyes and see the floating world. Control evil spirits, cultivate mysteries, raise swords, and achieve immortality!

Reincarnated as the first prince of the Jing Dynasty, Jiang Changsheng was transferred by a traitor as soon as he was born, and then he was sent to a temple to become an ordinary little Taoist priest. From the prince to the little Taoist priest who no one cares about, his life has fallen. Fortunately, Jiang Changsheng has activated the survival system and has an infinite lifespan. As long as he survives the hardships of life, he can get a survival reward. He was almost killed by his brother while practicing martial arts, but survived by luck and got the leg of the gods. Encountered an earthquake, was nearly killed by the beam of the house, and obtained the Nine Searching Heavenly Dragon Step. The demons roamed the capital, passed it safely, and obtained the magic weapon to conquer the demon pestle. … There are many dynasties, demons are rampant, and martial arts rule the world. This is a world without immortals and gods, and Taoism is hidden in the halls and mountains. Three hundred years later. When the Jing Dynasty was prosperous, it ushered in decline, the princes rose together, the emperor became a puppet in the hands of the heroes, split the dynasty, and fought for decades. The puppet emperor Jiang Xuanzhen came to the Taoist temple and knelt down and cried, “My descendants are not filial and unable to return to heaven, please ask our ancestors to ascend the throne and continue my grand scene for another 300 years!”

One person, one world, one era. A dream, a story, a persistence.