The story of how my master’s wife, Han Mengfei, and I roamed the world of immortal cultivation. She was a peerless beauty, while I was an ordinary mortal. Together, we journeyed for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, until the ages themselves had passed.
This is a dazzling world of immortal cultivation, where cultivators have countless kinds of spiritual roots. Some are innate, others acquired. They might be a blade of grass, a tree, a stone, a sword, a jade pendant, a demon beast, an insect, a fish, a banner, a bell, a Taiji diagram, or a well.
Anything can become a path to cultivation, lead to enlightenment, seize the wonders of creation, and grant eternal life.
Have you not seen the Eastern Emperor's Chaos Bell suppress the Myriad Worlds?
Have you not seen the Supreme Lord's Taiji Diagram uphold the fortune of an entire sect?
Have you not seen the Primordial Lord's Pangu Banner command the ten thousand laws?
Have you not seen the Heaven-Defying Swordmaster's Four Swords of Zhu Xian, the greatest killing treasures under heaven?
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My spiritual roots are the Four Treasures of the Study: brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. With all five elements gathered, I write the story of this world of immortal cultivation.
(Traditional cultivation stages: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Body Integration, Mahayana, Tribulation Transcendence, and Ascension...)
There is a woman in everyone's heart, deep down. . . It's over, spreading flowers, it's not easy.
Can the author only have a single female protagonist? I beg you.
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