Swordsmanship Teacher at the Magic Academy

When sword cultivator Duan Fengmian ascended to heaven, he found that his mortal destiny was over. Only by cutting off the worldly bonds and settling the cause and effect can we ascend smoothly. But that part of the earthly connection appears and disappears from time to time, as if it is not in this world. The vast thunder calamity tore the sky apart. When I woke up again, what I saw in front of me became spires, towers and vaulted domes. Under the dusty flower windows, there are gods with vague faces and cobwebs enshrined. In the dilapidated building, only the circular plaque placed next to the statue of the god is as clean as ever. The glittering golden characters on it read—— Wilderen Academy of Magic Duan Fengmian suddenly remembered that he had experienced a spiritual tribulation during the out-of-body period. In a different continent, I met an amazingly talented magician. They once roamed the wasteland side by side to slay demons, and split the continent with swords to open up straits. ——But that was already a thousand years ago. CP magician *When I look back at the past from the future, the only thing I see is your eyes. Intention: This poem exists in the eyes of the lover