Human World, Shushan It has been almost ten years since Feilong, the leader of the Shushan Sect, took over as the leader. For the past ten years, I have watched the clouds and mist in Mount Shu every day, refined the aura of heaven and earth, and wielded thousands of swords to fly into the sky. Eating sesame grass, drinking morning glow, the whole person moves with the sun and moon, and practices regularly to refine Qi. I don't know the mist of the fairy mountains, nor the sorrow of the mortal world. A Taoist heart has moved with the heaven and earth, where does the mist and sorrow come from. Unconsciously, people have arrived in front of a 100-foot stone pagoda in the back mountain of Shushan Mountain. The stone pagoda is surrounded by immortal talismans and ninety-nine demon subduing sword manuals are burned. The flying dragon faces the morning wind and comes to the pagoda, looking at the mirror-like Tai Chi pattern reflected on the head of black hair. I couldn't help but smile, how chic and unrestrained was the loud oath with black hair and white hair back then. Now that my beloved has passed away, how can I fulfill this oath? Is it sadness in your heart? Still…….