Pale blue knowledge

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

A rare magical miracle in the world

The Female Sword Emperor said calmly, as if it had nothing to do with her, which was indeed the case. She pointed at Fengdu, who was bowing his head, intending to blend into the background, "Although 'Taoist' is appended to the Maoshan Taoists, I did not teach them those spells. Corpse Bride, you've accused the wrong person. That guy is the real mastermind."


The Corpse Bride was startled at first, then overjoyed.


If it had been the Female Sword Emperor who acted, the Corpse Bride wouldn't dare compete and would have had to concede politely.


The Corpse Bride followed the direction of the Female Sword Emperor's finger, and the next moment, her face darkened: "Fengdu!"


Fengdu quickly hid his head under the table, and when he peeked out and noticed the Female Sword Emperor still pointing at him, he protested, "Hey, that's too much, Female Sword Emperor."


Chapter 387: Two Evil Gods (Seeking Monthly Tickets)