Fei Lu is not proud, and he is lonely and alone. Sighing in the air with a sword behind my back, I ascended to the ancient city in the vastness.
He practiced hard all the way, comprehending every stage of life, looking up at the stars and the long river, wanting to follow the footprints of the sages and soaring nine thousand miles. He had also established his own system, and he had also demanded that everyone in his own territory abide by his rules. He had also passed down the Three Thousand Great Dao and wanted to establish a cultivation system. Unfortunately, he did not realize the path to becoming a god or a saint until his life was almost over. His energy and blood were no longer enough to fight. He was reborn in another world with regrets, only to find how easy it was to start practicing from the mother's womb.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
