Lin Qiao, a young man from Hanshan Village, held a gaping hatchet and saved half his life from the claws of the monster. That day, the Xianmen flying boat passed by the village. He clutched the jade tablet that showed the four spiritual roots, carried three hard cakes on his back, and stepped into the Xuanxiao Sect's mountain gate.
Outer disciple? Just a nicer-sounding handyman. To carry water, plant medicine, feed spiritual animals, and practice cultivation, you need to wait for the moon to reach the zenith. His classmates ridiculed him for being a woodcutter, but they didn't know that he borrowed the oil lamp from the library and memorized the "Basic Qi Refining Technique" backwards. The manager deducted 30% of the spiritual stones, so he risked his life by accepting the offer of "gathering medicine in the corpse poison swamp".
Until one night, he broke into an inner disciple's private practice of evil arts, and received a fatwa to kill him. While escaping, he fell into an ancient cave. There was a line of words carved on the stone wall: "Spiritual roots are the locks, and the physical body is the boat - those who transform themselves from the mortal world will break their shackles."
