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My name is Wei Jing, and I am the most humble beggar in Mancang Town.
When I was fourteen years old, through some bad luck, a handsome immortal took me to Zhaocang Mountain, the No. 1 Immortal Sect.
At that time, I was still dreaming of being reborn and becoming famous all over the world, but who would have thought that the day after I became a disciple, I was told by my teacher that my spiritual roots were different and that I was probably a cripple among monks.
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A cripple is a cripple.
It is better than being a beggar sleeping in the open air, eating his last meal and thinking about his next meal.
Once you get it, you'll be fine with it, and besides, it's just because your spiritual roots are diseased, it doesn't mean you can't practice it.
However, the unreliable master who brought me to the mountain gate did not care about his apprentice's initial training. He just hid in the cave all day long and did not know what he was busy with.
If this continues, I'm really worried that I won't be able to shine in the Immortal Alliance Competition, and I will have to be knocked down by my second senior brother who always hates me in the division competition.
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In order not to go back to the life of begging, I learned human ethics from my senior brother, and followed my third senior sister down the mountain to slay demons. As for my second senior brother, he was arrogant, an extremely stingy and petty person, and he couldn't tolerate a mediocre person like me, a waste...
Although the two of us hate each other, his swordsmanship is still very good.
Defend against heaven and earth, you can't prevent others from secretly stealing lessons.
I thought that my days of leisure and fun would last for a long time, but when I turned eighteen, everything changed.
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It was an ordinary trip down the mountain. My senior brother and I accidentally entered the territory of the big demon.
After a long struggle, the two of them almost lost half their lives before they managed to escape from the evil demon's lair.
My senior brother blocked the evil poison for me, but he himself was unconscious. Fortunately, the place where the two of us settled down was full of spiritual energy, and herbs were blooming everywhere.
Just as I was holding the life-saving spiritual grass that I had worked so hard to find in front of my seriously injured senior brother, he showed a look on his face that I had never seen before, and then stabbed me through the heart with a silver-white spiritual sword.
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Food guide (demining?):
1. The non-traditional upgrade style is based on the immortal style, and the plot rhythm is slow.
2. There are a lot of private settings and the author is very logical.
3. First person perspective of the heroine.
Motto: Don't trust strangers easily