An Qisheng had a dream. In the dream, there were heroes fighting for hegemony, and heaven and man fell to the stars with one sword. There were ghosts traveling every day, demons and monsters cholera in the world, and a Taoist with long eyebrows holding a wooden sword to kill demon souls. Day, eyes closed for night. One day, I woke up from the dream, and they came. I have finished the 4.8 million-word boutique novel 'Projections from the Heavens', and my character is guaranteed. The starting plane is infinite and calm