When I was a hundred years old, I entered the sixth level of distraction, created a unique formation, and emerged as a distinguished person.
Everyone says that I am the genius of Guixu.
Until I discovered that I was favored by God and God gave me divine bones.
But only half of it.
I have been unable to make any progress for three hundred years.
I began to hate it. I hated that it was born in me, so why did it keep me here?
I wanted to give it up, so I went to the Endless Mountain to draw the Divine Bones.
Just when I pulled out my right hand, Master stopped me during the catastrophe.
Later, he gave me the Taoist name "Zhao Ming", and my right hand was his immortal essence.
Twenty years later, evil spirits from outside the territory invaded.
The fairyland disciples are hard to blame.
Countless souls were killed by Guizhang's sword, and my reputation grew stronger and stronger. I fought for several years, and even my master was injured at times.
On this day, the sky was about to break. I used half of my immortal bone power to form a formation and hold on for ten days without retreating.
Everything was going well, but when I woke up, they told me that Master's troops had been disbanded. If I hadn't blocked the evil spirits for ten days, Master wouldn't have been able to kill them all.
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Everyone lamented that Lord Changyun sacrificed his life and praised Immortal Lord Zhaoming for protecting all living beings.
I hate those beasts from outside the territory, I hate that the undead survived by chance, I hate that Master has the world in mind,
What I hate the most is myself who has been guarding for ten days.
I hate going down a path that is artificially modified, so I choose not to go.
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The main text is in third person, master and apprentice.
Intention: As bright as the sun and the moon