I Dug My Master's Grave

Copywriting Before Jiang Li died, he practiced seven magic weapons, poured his life's cultivation into the magic weapons, distributed them to seven disciples for safekeeping, and asked them to protect the world together. He was once the prince of heaven, the head of the immortal seal, and the faith of the world. He gave it when he was alive, and he had to protect the common people even after he died. Many years after his death, the country he guarded was torn apart. His disciples each acted as their own masters and killed each other, but no one cared about his tombstone. Until the last female apprentice, Lan Yue, came to dig his grave. Master, you were resurrected by your disciple with a blood curse. In this life, you have to listen to your disciple. Master, I will help you get back everything they owe you. Your cultivation and your magic weapon are not worthy of them at all. Master, look at what this world is like, seeking power and profit, trampling on the common people, do you think your sacrifice is a joke? No, this world is simply not worthy of you. [Lanyue] I have traveled all over the world and killed monks all over the world, just to find if there is a way to resurrect the dead. I would rather teach me to betray the people of the world than let the people of the world betray my teacher. [Jianli] After his rebirth, Jiang Liwei was worried about one thing: he died too hastily and left his sixteen-year-old apprentice alone. How could he have expected that she would turn into such a vicious look now? ? ? Jiang Li felt that he could still save a little more and save the blackened heroine, but it seemed that he was on the verge of turning black every day... Paranoid and vicious heroine vs. The banished immortal master —————————————————————— [Recommended conclusion] "White Moonlight, God is annoying!" ", "The Return of the Emperor's Son", "Ghost Producer", in my column Intention: