The Master Who Cultivated a Peerless Sword and Returned Has Regretted It

Zifu Jindan Tao + Classical Xianxia + Chasing Husband Crematorium 1 A time-traveler who was born as a beggar, in this crisis-ridden world, combines the three wheels, swallows spiritual energy, cultivates the immortal foundation, refines magical powers, and ascends to the fruition position. Finally, he holds both fruition and fruition, and the heaven and earth prove me with the golden nature! 2 Chu Jiang embarked on the path of spiritual practice by chance It was difficult to practice Taoism, with no one to guide him, and he encountered obstacles at every turn, until he met the iceberg beauty. She brought him back to the sect to practice, gave him careful guidance and gentle teachings, and gave him various elixirs and magic weapons, giving him meticulous care and love. Chu Jiang once thought that she was the one he was destined to be. He vowed to spend his whole life repaying her and being kind to her Until that day, the woman whom I loved most and regarded as a god ruthlessly took away such a treasure from Chu Jiang and sent him to death with her own hands. Only then did he realize that everything was just a scam from beginning to end. Thirty-seven years later, Chu Jiang stood in front of the woman with a sword. Her face was full of tears, her expression was almost broken, and she murmured repeatedly: Chu Jiang, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Chu Jiang shook his head: You didn't realize your mistake, you just knew you were going to die. 3 After Chu Jiang became a disciple, he thought he was the happiest person in the world. He vowed to only love her in his life. In the end, he was betrayed by his beloved and almost died at the hands of the Fairy Master. A few years later, at the Qionghua Banquet, Zifu was present, with magical powers everywhere Under the surprised and envious gazes of countless people, Chu Jiang put his arms around the slender waists of the two beauties. On one side is the Taiyin Sword Immortal, who is a descendant of the True Lord, as cold as an immortal; on the other side is the direct descendant of the Golden Pill, the bright and moving Sun Sword Immortal. Only that woman secretly gritted her teeth, the flames of regret and resentment gnawing at her riddled soul.