Please Call Me, the Old Swordsman

The people have their say, long live the people, this is the law for the people. Born out of the mortal world and landed in the land of the past, in order to write her own law, Qi Zhizhen, the daughter of the people in the new era, fell into the remaining land of the past, just to make up for the people's law, write the second law of the people, and seek the interests of the people. —— The end of the old days, the threshold of the new era. The new law has marked the brilliance of an era. There are nine new laws in the ten directions of the world. Among them, the law of truth is the most prominent. It is for my words, which is the truth. Everything in the world must bow under my truth... The young man Guan Shan lived in the first three thousand years of the new era. He was in the only remnant of the old days. This place was connected to the sky and the earth. He did not know the outside world, only the old days. —— The turning point comes from Guan Shan. The remnants of the past will eventually appear, and Guan Shan also wants to find out where the obsession in his heart comes from, see where the withered sword immortal fell, and find out the concerns in his heart... —— Fantasy sea: "In the new world... The words of being calm and peaceful, raising the world in peace, preaching to the world, benefiting millions of people, not stepping up the stairs, not climbing to the dew of the morning... All will disappear..." The old man looked at Huan Wuhai: "One hundred and eight people, everything depends on me. With just a slight movement of my fingers, they will all be extinguished in the wind and snow, fearing millions of people." The two watched together, laughed together, and were intoxicated together: "At that time, everyone in the world will know that the old saint is not dead, revenge has arrived, and the truth is not the truth." "The truth of people in the world will also be denied... Then there will be no so-called categorization of truth..."