Luo Yun is recognized as a loser, but who knew that this loser actually hid huge energy and eventually rebelled against the Three Realms...
This story uses normal Taoism to set the level of cultivation, so terms such as Nascent Soul Stage will not appear. Please forgive me.
Most of the plot of the story has been hidden in this lyrics, please read it clearly:
The black iron reflects the lonely snow peak, the sword points at the cold star and splits the sky, the horse is startled and the thunder breaks through the clouds. You look back and smile, melting my frosty face for half my life.
The golden elixir of strong wine passed through the throat, the pear blossoms fell into the eyes of the sky, and the armor was removed and the bow was hung up in the bloody battle. I made tea with my bare hands and counted the peach petals carefully.
The fighting spirit tempers the sword energy, and the love is hidden in the battle clothes. Laugh at the three realms and protect your smile.
Even if you fall into the Jiuyou Tomb, I will protect you and all disasters will be in vain. A hundred steel bones can be refined to turn you into a night lantern.
I will go into the sea to slay the real dragon for you, I will go to the heavenly palace to get the immortal cup for you, and I will give you a red hairpin with the sound of the flute.
Thousands of troops did not bow before the formation. I only thought of you, Luo Shahong, in my lowered eyebrows. When I returned, the candle shadow flickered, and the iron-blooded robes were folded like a mandarin duck's dream.
On a snowy night when the mountains and rivers are over, you warm my frozen palm bow, and we realize our dream of three lifetimes together.
