From Propulsion City To Multiverse

After eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, even though his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships in it are only...

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After eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships are only after eating some fruits and vegetables.

Sitting cross-legged on a rock, Zheng Sen looked at the rising sun in the distance. Wuyi Mountain was misty and cloudy, and the morning sun was dyed golden in the early morning glow.

As for Xie Shan, Xie Lin, and Xie Ying, father and daughter, they sat on one side with their chests upright.

The Taoist is the law of the universe; the Taoist is the process of analyzing the law...

Heaven has permanence, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie; the sky is a collection of rules that are ruthless, righteous, thoughtless, and desireless...

Heaven is everything, and everything is in the cage of heaven. False gods, evil Buddhas and wild immortals say that the way of heaven is irreversible. This is a big lie from ancient times to the present...

grunt! Cold sweat broke out on Xie Shan's forehead. After all, for cultivators, this kind of statement is simply challenging their three views.

My way is science; my wish is Datong...

Zheng Sen narrated the way of science, Xie Shan fell into the battle between heaven and man, practiced the way for thousands of years, and had a fierce collision with science.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Use your hands to practice, use your eyes to observe, and use your own self to think. Who said that the way of the ancestors is the truth? If you don't break this evil barrier, your way will stop. here.

That voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Xie Shan's heart for a long time.

And Xie Lin and Xie Ying, who were originally young people, seemed to have been enlightened, and their aura began to change.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. A casual cultivator like Xie Shan who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, although his seniority is similar to that of a boy of bliss and a real man with long eyebrows, the hardships involved are only

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