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Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

Li Huowang found himself teetering on the edge of reality, ensnared in a perplexing quandary. Was he languishing in the sterile confines of a hospital room, or was he ensnared in a cultivation world where survival was a daily gamble? The lines between the tangible and the imagined blurred, with each realm asserting its authenticity while dismissing the other as mere figments of illusion. Embark on an odyssey with Li Huowang as he navigates through this enigmatic existence. Delve into a universe where the arcane arts of cultivators intertwine with the unspeakable terrors that lurk in the shadows. In this world, existence itself is a precarious balance. Original Synopsis: The Bizarre Path to the Heavens, 'Dao', a narrative woven with the surreal tapestry of Deities and Immortals. But what is truth, and what is mere fantasy? Amidst the maelstrom of his own harrowing ailment, Li Huowang grapples with discerning the real from the unreal. Yet, it is not just the enigma of these otherworldly beings that clouds his judgment; it is the specter of his own affliction, a malady that threatens to unravel the very fabric of his being. He is sick, very seriously ill......

Fox Tail Pen · 玄幻
分數不夠
427 Chs

Chapter 217: Woman Mountain

Li Huowang slowly leaned on his crutch, leading the blindfolded Bai Lingmiao. He didn't walk fast, since his broken leg hadn't grown back yet.

Fortunately, the ox cart wasn't fast either. In sacrificing speed, it gained a greater load capacity and just managed to match Li Huowang's current pace.

"Is this Woman Mountain?" Li Huowang squinted his eyes and shielded his forehead with his hand as he looked at the distant hills.

It was only upon seeing those hills that Li Huowang understood why this place was called Qingqiu, for not a single tree was to be found on these mountains; like the grasslands, they were covered in green.

However, this might also have something to do with the mountains here being relatively low; there were no towering peaks piercing the clouds, just a series of connected ridges carpeted with grass.

"Li Brother, if you look at it from the side, don't those hills resemble the profile of a woman lying down?" Sun Baolu pointed at them excitedly.