My name is Jiang Shou, and I am a loser with no spiritual roots.
Everyone said that I was destined to be a mortal in this life.
Until that day, I saw a line——
A black silk thread extends from the eyebrows of the Black Lotus Sect protector.
I touched it. The protector is dead. The thread is broken.
There is an extra mark on my hand.
From now on, I can see the "rules" of this world.
There are rules for the movement of spiritual energy, there are rules for the behavior of strange beasts, there are rules for monks' breakthroughs, and even the way of heaven itself has a set of rules.
Others rely on spiritual roots to cultivate immortality, but I rely on hunting rules to cultivate immortality.
Qiongqi's rule is "Look directly and you will die" - I hammered it to death with my eyes closed.
The rule of the is "out of control anger" - I chopped it down while crying.
The rule of gluttony is "devour everything" - I took the initiative to put my hand into its mouth and burst it from the inside.
Venerable Kuchan of Xuankong Temple said: "No one can defy the will of heaven."
I smiled and turned to the last page of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
It reads:
[Rule Zero: When you are strong enough, you are the rule itself.
