[No system + pure classical fairy + slow awakening + fateful sadomasochism + obscure journey to the west]
Zhu Tianpeng is a lazy guy that everyone in Zhujia Village makes fun of.
His body is made of ordinary bones, his spiritual energy cannot be absorbed, and he has achieved nothing in sixteen years of practice. He was born and judged that he had no chance of immortality.
He has a gentle temperament, is lazy and indifferent, and his only obsession is to herd cattle in the mountains and live a stable life.
There was a broken moon jade in his neck, which accompanied him when he was born. He felt hot every moon and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
Every night is haunted by broken dreams: a silver river, a bloody cold rake, the shadow of a golden retriever, an orphan girl under the moon.
He didn't know who was in the dream, and he didn't understand why every time he woke up, his eyes were full of soreness and his pillow was wet with tears.
Until that day, the monk in white rode by and whispered a prophecy.
"Three hundred years of being buried in dust, it's time to wake up."
The peaceful life was shattered.
On the top of the Black Wind Mountain, the green vertical pupils opened silently, and with a low murmur, he called out his dusty old name.
Everyone in the world admires the smooth path to immortality, and even if they fight to win, they have to go against the will of heaven and change their destiny.
Only this fat boy was born with a lot of old debts, half a cold moon, and an empty love that spanned the world.
There is no peerless physique, no heaven-defying luck, no systematic blessing.
There are only fragments of slowly awakening memories deep in the soul.
In my previous life, I was all a chess piece. In this life, I will not be anyone else.
In this life, he does not want the iron armor of Tianhe, nor the glitz and glamor of the mortal world.
I just want to break free from the shackles of fate, find Bai Yue's regrets, and find a path that belongs to Zhu Tianpeng alone.
