She, Mo Yuheng, is the Qingxu Sword Master who stands on the top of the continent. For two thousand years, I have only been accompanied by the sword, and my heart is like the snow on the top of the starry peak, which will never change.
She, Mo Lin, is a lonely soul from another world. With the rationality of his previous life and the ignorance of this life, he stumbled into her world.
An accidental mis-tying of the system forcibly tied two people who were originally parallel together. When we first met, she was an embarrassed girl guarding a roast chicken on the scorched earth, and she was a cold and banished immortal in the clouds who was forced to lean over.
She gave her the surname "Mo" and protected her; she accepted her mentorship and promised to go with her.
"Master, if the way of heaven is unfair, I will use this thunder to rewrite the rules!" Mo Lin raised the four-style divine machine crossbow that he had just modified.
When modern thinking collides with ancient cultivation, when a technology-rich natural idiot meets the most powerful and cold-blooded immortal in the mainland, let's see how this mismatched immortal relationship will deduce the most touching master-disciple legend.
Intention: She, Mo Yuheng, is the Qingxu Sword Master who stands on the top of the continent. For two thousand years, I have only been accompanied by the sword, and my heart is like the snow on the top of the starry peak, which will never change. She, Mo Lin, is a lonely soul from another world. With the rationality of his previous life and the ignorance of this life, he stumbled into her world.
