Funeral Monument
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I broke my knees and couldn't get a foundation-building pill. I only got the word "sin blood" and the embers of family destruction in exchange. Gu Yunqi held the cold stele he picked up from the mud tightly, and his dying thoughts sounded in his ears: "Little friend, would you like to lend me three hundred years of life?" He grinned, blood dripping into the scorched earth: "If I can eliminate all injustice, why not lend you a thousand years?" From then on, there was one less begging ant in the seventy-two worlds, and there was one more lone traveler who did not hesitate to sacrifice his life and used the broken monument as a sword. The road to immortality is long and far away, and he vows to ask this question: Is it a broken stele or a damaged road?
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