Mo Nitian

Purpose: Hibernation and Awakening. Mo Chen's repressed life in the Zhengyang Sect gradually awakened the Demonic Bones and discovered the truth about Elder Qingxu's furnace. He eventually rebelled and escaped from the sect. Core conflict: Mo Chen vs Zhengyang Sect system (represented by Elder Qingxu). Zhengyang Sect, above the sea of clouds. The seventy-two main peaks are like swords piercing the sky, the clouds and mist in the mountains are rolling like tides, and cranes are passing through them. The main hall of the sect hangs at the highest point, and the two characters "Zhengyang" on the plaque are shining with golden light, as if they were written by heaven themselves - shining the right path and suppressing all evil. Under this ten thousand feet of light, outer disciple Mo Chen carried a bundle of firewood that was taller than his body and walked up the stone steps step by step. The sixteen-year-old boy's plain robe was washed white, and the cuffs were frayed. His left arm was wrapped with a thick strip of cloth - it was the standard issue for outer disciples of the sect, and it was very cheap. Her black hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, with a few strands scattered on her forehead, covering half of her eyebrows. He walked steadily. On both sides of the stone steps are the training grounds for the inner sect disciples, with sword aura and auras dotting them. Occasionally, someone glanced at him, looking like a pebble on the roadside - not worth staying for a moment longer. "Hey, Mo Chen." The voice came from above, carrying the usual arrogance. Mo Chen didn't stop. Zhao Heng led the two inner disciples down the stone steps. Their moon-white robes were spotless, and the jade pendants around their waists jingled softly with each step. He stood still in front of Mo Chen and looked down at this outer disciple, who was half a head shorter than him, with a playful smile on his lips. "Are you carrying firewood again? It's been three years, right?" Zhao Heng patted the bundle of firewood on Mo Chen's shoulder, "You do the work of the outer disciples more diligently than anyone else." Mo Chen lowered his head and said nothing.