On the day I was born, my family was moving the ancestral grave, and my father killed a large snake that was about to shed its skin in the coffin. He was almost bitten to death by the snake. When I was born, countless snakes rushed towards me, their hissing filling the air. Everyone said it was a bad omen. A midwife in the village saved my father's life and left me a piece of black jade in the shape of a snake, but she was bitten by the snake and died. On my eighteenth birthday, the dead snake's corpse unexpectedly appeared in the coffin of my ancestors... Only the black snake in the snake-shaped black jade fiercely protected me and revealed the secret of the snake coffin to me.
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The StorytellerLegend has it that the Earth is but a speck of dust. Legend has it that the Earth is a sealed prison. Legend has it that the Earth is surrounded by the laws of time, where inside a day passes while outside a year goes by. Legend has it that by reaching the highest level of cultivation, one can break the seal and transcend this illusion. Leng Fan, a countryside boy, embarks on a destined battle prompted by a dream. With a broken blade that possesses unfathomable power...
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Divine Ring HowlA family tragedy that lasted for thousands of years; A mind-blowing plan that had been brewing for thousands of years; A blood-soaked storm that swept across numerous realms... All the shadows of blades, all the clashes of wisdom; All the loves and hates, all the joys and sorrows... Everything unfolded vividly under the feet of a man named Zhao Xiang - A life that was intoxicating, magnificent, grand, and soul-stirring!
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The Man from Kunlun600 years ago, Earth became no longer suitable for cultivators to live. The cultivation world collectively fled Earth. A disciple of Kunlun School was left behind on Earth for some reason and has been stranded for 600 years. Since then, the cultivation world lost a prodigious cultivator, while the mortal world gained a rootless wanderer.
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The Chronicles of the Red HermitAkasa rules the world with a 47 to 7 victory, Modified demon fights against immortal power with a 59 alteration. The east wind points to the avoidance of gods and demons, Forged Gundam, boiled and steamed, unyielding. The scarlet banner of the heavenly realm, Destined to be dyed with the blood of mortals, demons, and immortals!
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Dust and hazeIn the winter night of the twelfth lunar month in the twelfth year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, a fragrant scent of incense permeated the grand hall. Amidst the chanting of sutras, a thin and withered old monk sat atop a meditation cushion, his hands inscribing a verse, "Heaven is broken, earth is broken, taking it as a burden, one misses the point. With a severed tongue, who dares to sit?" After finishing the verse, the old monk gazed at the other monks for a long while, ultimately shaking his head and letting out a long sigh before departing, throwing away his brush. The old monk's Dharma name was Puhe, and he was known to the world as the "Burdenbearing Monk." No one was able to decipher the meaning of this verse. Little did anyone expect that a hundred years later, it would be easily deciphered by a cour
