When Ming Zheng was 5 years old, he took it as his own duty to save the common people. He later became a disciple of the Skylark Sect, and was carefully taught by the sect master for five years. After five years, he was packed and sent to the Jixia Academy, known as the best in the world, to cultivate his moral character with many classmates.
This seems to be the best time.
The days of sneaking around are so unhappy, but something is missing.
Oh, how about slaying demons and saving the common people?
Until he graduated and became a (self-proclaimed) boss, Ming Zheng still failed to fulfill his ambition.
Regret, regret.
People come and go in the world, bustling and bustling, the wind and waves are calm, and the years are peaceful.
Of course, if Ming Zheng hadn't gotten so drunk and woke up looking at the dilapidated appearance of his sect, the years would have been peaceful.
Hello, what about a sect as big as mine? ? ?
Also, where is my cultivation? ? ?
Strange, strange.
Now there's two good news and one not-so-good news.
Good news one, the Skylark Sect has just moved to another sect.
Good news two, the former head of the Skylark Sect has retired, and the current head is named Ming Zheng
Bad news, the sect master Ming Zheng is now in Centenary City, sitting in front of everyone, while Ming Zheng, the founder of Poshu, is now drawing circles and curses in the dark corner.
Hate it, hate it.
A gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement. Ming Zheng is not a gentleman, so Ming Zheng plans to hug the patriarch Ming Zheng's lap. However, his thighs were not easy to hold, so Ming Zheng could only do the next best thing and turned around and plunged into the arms of his old friend.
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This is the first autumn in a thousand years
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Intention: Heaven moves vigorously, a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement