Don’t say my script is fake.

Bai Mu traveled to the cultivation world and had to practice the cheat of turning fake into real. As long as others believe, it can come true.

So, he began to write scripts without any strength.

The Nangong ancestral land buried in the long river of history appeared in the world.

The Jinshan Temple, which lived in seclusion in the cave paradise, entered the world.

The daughter of the human sage Emperor Xuanyuan awakened.

The son of the demon ancestor Emperor Jun reappeared.

Everyone in the cultivation world was confused. What happened? The ancients collectively revived? They became the new era, and we became the old era?

The battle between humans and demons, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, no, why are there any demons outside the cultivation world invading?

Why don’t we know anything?

So that year.

There are scholars who live for the people, establish words, morality, and merit, inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, and open peace for all generations.

There are Buddhists from Jinshan Temple who traveled the mountains and seas, practiced the heart of the world, and suddenly realized that lotus flowers grew under their feet. They set great wishes and prayed for no difficulties in the world.

There was a river god of Luoshui who pitied the people’s suffering. He abandoned his position as the river god and sent down heavy rains, then died and his Taoism disappeared.

There was a Taoist priest from Sanqing Mountain who slew demons and monsters with a sword, and spent a hundred years practicing Taoism to protect the peace of the area.

So that year, Tiandao, who was chosen as the final boss of countless versions, trembled.

No, I didn’t do any of this. Tell them it’s not true!

Then, when Baimu took out the Honghuang script, Tiandao said immediately.

It smells so good~~~.