In Qingshi Village at the foot of Kuyun Mountains, young Lin Shitou often goes to the mountains to collect medicine to cure his father's cough. That day, he picked up a piece of charred wood under the bluestone on the mountainside. This object was extremely heavy and warm to the touch. It could calm his mind, refresh his mind and reduce fatigue, so he took it back.
When returning to the village, Shitou noticed something strange: the entrance to the village was empty, and the smell of blood and fierceness filled the air. He followed the tracks and saw horse thieves on the threshing floor surrounding the villagers and violently robbing them. His father and his family were among them. The village chief and others had fallen into a pool of blood. At the critical moment, a gray light rushed from the back mountain and killed a horse thief in an instant. The leader of the horse thieves suspected that the "immortal master" was responsible, and he fled with his men in fear.
Shitou recognized that the gray light was not an arrow, but more like air currents. At that moment, the charred wood in the medicine basket trembled slightly, and a cold and powerful aura passed over the back mountain. He understands that the so-called "immortal master" may just do it casually, and the difference between immortals and mortals is cruel. Looking at the frightened villagers and his sickly father, the desire for power ignited in his heart.
The charred black wood lay quietly in the medicine basket, becoming a silent mystery, and the stone's state of mind was completely different from tonight...
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