Wu Quxian Zun Jiang Zhuoyu sealed the Kunlun Mirror, and spent half his life in cultivation, but it was counterattacked. A ray of soul was split to the lower realm of cultivation, and it took three tribulations to return.
As a result, this ray of soul became a disciple that was disliked by thousands of people in the Immortal Sect in the Lower Cultivation Realm.
Thousands of people thought that they had no names and no surnames. They were born in a weed pile, were replaced by "A Xing", wore old clothes, ate coarse chaff, and lived in a woodshed.
He practiced day and night, but he couldn't get it right, and achieved little results and was ridiculed by others.
He loved and respected his master, but he never appreciated it and was humiliated and flattered.
Everyone's love is given to the little junior brother. As long as the little junior brother opens his mouth, the master and his classmates will give away all the rare treasures in the world, just to make him laugh.
Only the outer disciple Xie Wuyi was gentle to him and responded to his requests. Jiang Zhuoyu was moved in her heart and thought of choosing a good and auspicious day to confess her love to him, or they could escape from this fairy gate and enter the mortal world.
Until that day, when his junior brother found him, his voice was still as gentle as before, but every word was heart-wrenching.
"Ah Ying, Senior Brother Xie and I have been in love for a long time. As long as he survives the calamity and enters the inner gate, we can become a Taoist couple."
"You have spiritual bones in your body, which can be used to refine the elixir he needs to overcome his calamity."
"I know you like him, A-yang, but you can't bear to see him lose his mind, right?"
On the day when the thunder tribulation came to the world, Jiang Zhuoyu blocked nine thunder tribulations. His soul was scattered, but the spiritual platform was clear.
These three catastrophes turned out to be the catastrophe of master and disciple, the catastrophe of brothers and friends, and the catastrophe of marriage.
Now that the three tribulations have been overcome, the spirit of Wuqu Immortal Master has returned to his throne.
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A few years later, a newly ascended immortal from the Lower Cultivation Realm came to Wuqu Hall to report.
Jiang Zhuoyu had just taken in the demon who only wanted to bring harm to the world. He was wiping his spiritual sword with his head down, his long hair scattered, and he was lazily leaning against the bed.
He waited for the new immortal to announce himself to his family. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait. He raised his eyes in confusion, but met a pair of ecstatic eyes.
"Ah Xing, I have been fighting for your soul for thirty years."
Xie Wuyi's voice was choked with sobs, and he reached out to him tremblingly: "Ah Ying, I miss you so much."
Jiang Zhuoyu frowned coldly and sneered: "Come here, teach this new divine king what the rules of heaven are."
He didn't even look at Xie Wuyan and walked away, leaving only a determined figure behind.
"I have only been named Jiang Zhuoyu from beginning to end. Who is Ayang?"
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