The Beginning of Panlong: Three Realms in Vertical and Horizontal

The life he has transformed into his heart is not a real reincarnation, and he doesn't have much talent.Even if the xinxing is relatively pure, it can only become innate.

The "Walking Method of Ten Thousand Lives", known as'Metamorphosis' Ten Thousand Times, is to understand this world from a different perspective.

The second time, Li Ming was surprised to find that he actually turned into an insect.

The previous time, at any rate, he was also born innate, and in the external environment where his practice was not thriving, he could be regarded as an ordinary elite in the ordinary.

Turned into insects, they still have a short lifespan.

It's not life and death, but it's hard to say.

In a short period of three months, the aura returned to the deity.

"The Chaffinch is well aware of the ambitions of the swan, but how can the high-ranking swan know the thoughts of the swan."

"Gods and demons, can't really understand the hearts of mortals."

"However, the short-lived stunning is also a swan song!"

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Thousand Star State is a huge ocean of archipelago, where practitioners and common customs are mixed.

However,'Haisheng' is not a practitioner, and he has only seen a practitioner once in his life.

He is just an ordinary fisherman.

When he was young, he followed his father out to sea fishing.

After his father passed away, he inherited the fishing boat and went out to fish.

He had no money to marry a wife and did not adopt a child until his later years.

At the age of fifty, he saw a practitioner for the first time when he went fishing at sea, but it was unfortunate.

The cultivator hunted and killed the monsters, but he didn't care about these ordinary creatures. Under the huge waves, he desperately saved his adopted son, but he was buried in the vast sea.

His life is very ordinary, and there is nothing remarkable.

The last way to die is also the most common way for fishermen to die in the vast ocean.

Soon, apart from his adopted son, no one remembered such an old fisherman as Haisheng.

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'Two Li', a little pretentious when he was young.

Because he is a traverser from the "earth", and he has golden fingers on his body.

However, in today's many worlds of practitioners, even with golden fingers, there is not much advantage.

He also became low-key and ordinary.

Of course, it is more restrained.

His cultivation aptitude is not high, his talent is not good, but he can make continuous breakthroughs with his golden fingers.

More than three hundred years later, he has also become the Nascent Soul Boss, a big man in the spiritual world.

Although it is incomparable with those heaven-defying figures who have soared into immortals, he has also been a practitioner for thousands of years.

Crazed when he was a teenager, restrained when he was young, and low-key after middle age.

Life is not easy, but it doesn't feel constrained.

When the deadline came, he accepted it without fear or grief.

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'Qing Shu', although he knew that there were practitioners in the world and looked down upon the government, it was too far away from him.

He is just a young scholar, and being a book office in the county is enough.

It would be even better if you can have a half-time official.

Unfortunately, his life is destined to be mediocre.

At the age of eighteen, the small county where he lived was destroyed.

That night, hundreds of wolves attacked the small county town, and the court's army could not help it.

His parents and classmates all died tragically in the mouth of the monster wolf.

In order to take revenge, in order to release the pain in his heart, he spared no effort to obtain a chance.

Persistence is a devil, but also a motivation.

Shaving his hair as a monk, taking an oath, gave him great power.

His blood knife can easily kill powerful practitioners.

After untold hardships, he killed the demon wolf clan, only to find that the demon wolf was only driven, but the real battle behind the court was the storm.

Without a trace of hesitation, hatred has long become his obsession.

Blood-stained hands, sword cut Chaotang!

In order to fight for power, the ministers, princes, and even the uppermost emperors, ordinary cultivators had to lower their heads.

It's all one slapstick!

The head was rolling, and when he stopped fighting, he was already enemies all over the world.

After a night of bloody rain, he was besieged by a large number of practitioners and desperately killed him. He fell lonely on the side of the road with a smile on his mouth, as if he had returned to the county town when he was a teenager. His classmates invited him to the theater, and his mother made his favorite. For the fish soup he ate, his father nagged and told him the importance of reading.

He was finally free.

However, with his gaze, he could not see the terrifying force hidden behind the court in the deep sea.

In a sense, his true enemy.

Of course, he couldn't get revenge anymore, because he was dead.

Live for life, for life, walk with mundane creatures by heart.

There are bohemian travelers.

There are hegemons who pursue power throughout their lives.