The full text contains a large number of flashbacks + interludes
Three hundred years ago, the chief disciple of Cang Qing Mountain was driven down the mountain, his martial arts skills were useless, and the number one sect in the world lost his beloved senior brother.
Three hundred years later, a small and inconspicuous sect emerged under the Cangqing Mountain.
The former chief disciple of Cang Qing Mountain stood in the yard, pointed his sword at Cang Qing Mountain, and said to the three little beans behind him,
"One day I will become a teacher..."
"Kill to the top of the mountain and rob the world's number one immortal master?"
"Wrong, I knelt down in front of him and cried bitterly, shouting Master that I was wrong."
I see Master like the bright moon, the blue sea and blue sky in my heart every night.
Both attack and reception arrows are very thick.
Intention: I hate that the bright moon does not shine on me alone
