When I was ten years old, I was taken to the Goddess Peak, where I chopped firewood, burned water, and practiced martial arts. The master said that my talents were unparalleled and that I was a Taoist wizard who was rare to see in a thousand years.
Ten years later, she drove me down the mountain: "Get out of here, don't bring trouble to my teacher.
After returning to the mountain village, the family was impoverished, her parents were bullied by the village bullies, and the younger sister was almost forced to hide in a neighbor's house.
I kicked away the village bully, cured my own mother with one hand, and made the dead melon fields sprout again in a single thought.
But underneath the peaceful village, there is an undercurrent.
