My name is Su Fuxue, and I am an inconspicuous outer disciple of the Qingzhu Mountain Immortal Sect. My job is to bury my dead fellow disciples.
They say that the Jing Si Hall has a strong negative energy, and if a living person stays there for a long time, his or her life span will be shortened.
They don't know that every time I wipe away the dust and frost for the deceased and close my eyes, I can see the last scene before their death.
A senior brother with excellent swordsmanship died due to the betrayal of his best friend.
The senior sister who was a genius in alchemy died due to the conspiracy of the person next to her.
The exercises they have learned throughout their lives and the secrets they have not been able to uncover have all become fragments in my mind.
This is a cannibalistic world of immortality, where geniuses are like grass and fall like summer flowers.
And I, an embalmer with mediocre qualifications, will walk step by step through the corpses of gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons all over the sky.
They kill people and I collect their bodies.
I already knew the secret method they were fighting for.
I can clearly see their hidden conspiracy.
One day, when I am laid to rest for this world, all Tao and Dharma will bow their eyebrows for me.
