Received by God

One day, on a certain day, a certain master got lost on a certain cliff and picked up a certain artifact. Well, the artifact, from now on, take it with you wherever you go. Everyone in the sect said that this magical weapon is probably useless. It has been hundreds of years and it has not even given birth to a thought, let alone a sword spirit. Later, on a certain day, in a certain sect, a certain master took his wife (???) And ran away from the sect. Everyone in the sect: Master! Don't leave, first finish handling the sect's government affairs that you have been building for five hundred years! ! Hey, Master! ! ! Sorry, the master you called is not online and left a message. Please die first and then say thank you!