Xu Daoqing found a solid wooden box at his grandfather's house. Inside the box was an ancient sect called the Huashan Sect.
There is also a group of villains in the sect who practice sword practice and meditate freely on weekdays.
Until this day, the sect was fighting internally, with villains falling to the ground one after another, and blood slowly flowing out.
He saw a trembling young man who was about to be killed by the opponent with a sword, so he flicked the bullet with his finger, and the terrifying force directly exploded the villain into a bloody mist.
From then on, this young man who was favored by the gods unexpectedly became the leader of the Huashan Sect.
"But why is it I, Xu Daoqing, who stands in the main hall to accept the position of head and appears in the bridal chamber late at night?"
Xu Daoqing looked at the immature young man in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but thought to himself: "Is it possible that my consciousness is possessed by this young man? Couldn't it be that from now on, I can realize my childhood dream, travel thousands of miles to the end of the world with a sword, and die in a dream of beauty?"
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