In the winter of 2016, Li Mo, a 35-year-old ordinary turner, spent 688 yuan on Taobao to buy a dusty Hetian jade safety buckle.
A power leakage accident in the workshop caused blood to soak into the ancient jade, and the "Taixu Foundation Building Chapter" that had been sleeping for thousands of years awakened in his mind.
From then on, he was the silent lathe No. 037 In the machine shop during the day, polishing parts amidst the smell of engine oil and the roar of machine tools;
Late at night, he is the last cultivator on earth in the Age of Ending Dharma. He breathes out spiritual energy as thin as mist in a shabby dormitory of thirty square meters.
Others worked overtime to save money to buy a house, but he worked overtime to save money to buy astragalus and wolfberry - this was the most "miraculous" thing he could find.
While the co-workers were discussing the price of the bride price, he was thinking about how to turn a hair-thin chi into the thickness of chopsticks.
Ten years.
Several batches of machine tools were replaced, workers got married and divorced, and the factory director retired and was rehired.
He was stuck at the ninth level of Qi refining for two full years. When he was desperate, he even thought, what is the use of this cultivation? Can it be eaten as a meal?
Until that rainy night in 2026, he was forced to take action to save a female doctor.
There was green light on the fingertips, and the three knife-wielding gangsters felt like they had been hit by a truck.
In the darkness, someone chuckled: "Fellow Taoist, Chen Shouyi of the Hidden Sect has been waiting for you for a long time."
The peaceful life was shattered.
The pursuit of the Xuanyin Sect, the remnant soul of the Kunlun Jade Guardian, the secret of the Dragon Locking Formation, the prophecy of the Nine Dragon Suppressing Jade...
And, the jade on the chest is getting hotter and hotter.
He discovered that this jade was not only a secret book for cultivating immortals, but also a "treasure hunt instrument"——
The black iron under the abandoned machine tools, the bronze mirrors from the Republic of China in the antique street, the soul-nurturing wood under the cemetery...
