Carrying a Sword Across the Nine Heavens, You Call Me Crazy

Growth flow + limited perspective + practice and monster killing flow + some ** images He rose up in troubled times, and from his initial ignorant exploration, he gradually entered the core disputes in the world of cultivation. When the maple leaves first fell, he asked his uncle for a home; blood splattered on the spot, and he couldn't even stand still. Because he carried mysterious blood, he was forced to get involved in the overt and covert struggles of major families, and was deceived and exploited by his closest relatives. "Weak", "Mediocre in talent", "Lifespan no longer than ten years" "To get started in Fuqing Temple, you need to have a good foundation and a lot of talent. Your qualifications are not even close to being a disciple of the outer sect." Can't even touch the sides... "Please help Qingguan, Patriarch, and don't drive me back. Even if you let me stay here to do odd jobs, I can be a kitchen thug..." At this time, a figure appeared. Zhuang Ziyao opened the cork of his wine in front of everyone, drank with his head held high, turned around and walked out, "Follow me. Although the courtyard is remote, it can also shelter from the wind and rain." The four-year agreement was a conspiracy in exchange for his sincerity. "This sword will burn away the blood feud and sacrifice the soul of my uncle." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.