She thought she was the smallest immortal in the Nine Heavens, and her only thought was that she could rely on her master to steal half a day's leisure on Kunlun Mountain. Unexpectedly, she was sent down the mountain by her master within five hundred years.
Since then, the wind and rain have changed, and Fang knows that the war between the three clans of the Demon God Ji, which shocked the three worlds thousands of years ago, has caused ripples. He once rode alone for thousands of miles, crossed the Bingyu Valley, shot Qiang people, and stained the snow-stained Banqiao with blood; Fang knew that he never recognized himself as a disciple, just because the Nine Heavens accepted a disciple, it can only be a master-disciple relationship; Fang knew that whether he wanted it or not, by the Sansheng Stone, there were ten strings of brocade and sesame -
Master and apprentice fairy tale, many love but little cruelty---
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Jinse: The moon in the sea, the pearl has tears,
Lantian water, warm jade turns into smoke,
By the Sansheng Stone, there are ten strings of brocade strings,
One string and one Chinese year--
Hua Xu: Use me for three lives to give you a full moon--