Gu Meizhi

When you open your eyes, there is an abyss.

The sound of the wind scraped against the ears sharply, the violent falling felt faster and faster, the rapidly rising airflow made people breathless, and the hands and feet were cold, almost in the next moment, they were about to fall to pieces.

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This is where?What happened?

Mei Qing gradually remembered clearly that just a moment ago, he was still posting Spring Festival couplets outside the door of the thatched hut in Wuling Mountain.The master stroked his beard and smiled far away. The Laba porridge boiled under the kitchen was full of fragrance, and it was full of hot and warm New Year flavor.

The couplet he wanted to post was handwritten by himself, and it said "Floating world for thousands of years, Taoyuan Fang Yichun".It was a little crooked, and when he was looking around, he accidentally slipped and fell down the old wooden ladder.

But the current situation is clearly not the case.The scenery that flew past in front of him was steep cliffs, black boulders, and the high platform above the heavy clouds shrunk to a small point. It seemed that someone was condescending, watching him fall into the bottomless abyss.

That is the Seven Killing Cliffs in Kunlun Mountains.

And the person on the top of the cliff, that is, that is——

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"Floating world for thousands of years, Taoyuan Fang Yichun" - from Tang Yu Wuling's "Gift to the King and Taoist".