I grew up alone like a weed in the wilderness. My greatest joy every day was to dream about being a hero.
One day, an inexplicable one-armed old man came and took me as his apprentice without any explanation and taught me his unique swordsmanship. Two years later, I stabbed my master during a sword fight, and he was torn to pieces by a pack of wolves. I myself was pushed off a cliff by a pack of wolves, but luckily I survived.
After that, I left the wasteland and planned to go south to challenge Shaolin and Wudang in order to gain fame in the world. Unexpectedly, he was accidentally poisoned on the way, and was coerced to come to a remote and wild town in the north to look for an unknown thing. As a result, he was involved in a huge conspiracy and couldn't extricate himself.
Almost overnight, the town gathered forces from all walks of life and masters from all walks of life. Everyone seems to be here for one thing, and everyone has their own ulterior motives.
I have gone through countless hardships, suffered countless plots, and encountered several loves; I solved one mystery after another with my wisdom and luck, but it created more mysteries; I found out the identity of my master and my own life experience, but in the end I found that everything had an inexplicable relationship with this huge turmoil in the world.
By chance, I finally reached the pinnacle of power in the world.
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Divine gold, people can be kind but cannot be foolish and stupid
There's a reason no one listens.
Autobiography? ? ?
In what age are there still books like this? Does the title of your book have anything to do with the plot?
Divine gold, people can be kind but cannot be foolish and stupid
There's a reason no one listens.
Autobiography? ? ?
In what age are there still books like this? Does the title of your book have anything to do with the plot?