At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Huang was called Liang. The world is in chaos and war continues.
Swordsman Lai Jiu is the only one left in his family to live an ignoble existence, and evil deeds steal his father's last belongings. I want to practice and gain strength to get back the relics, but no sect is willing to take them in.
On the first day of the new year, Lao Du invited him to Li Chunfeng's tomb and said, "The time has come."
That night, Lai Jiu converted to the Liuren Immortal Sect. Seeking immortality and learning Taoism began from this point on.
Master Yin taught him the legendary powerful magic number that rivals Qimen and Taiyi - Da Liuren. At the same time, he also saw another aspect of the world.
Why the true dragon's energy veins were cut off at the waist; why the eleven giant pythons were able to wreak havoc on the world; why the soul of the great warlock Li Chunfeng stood in front of his tomb with guilt, tears streaming down his face, and refused to leave for a long time...
Lai Jiu, who solved the puzzle, looked up to the sky and shouted: "When I was young, I preferred to be a chivalrous person, and I also chose to be romantic with a long sword. Looking at the world from a distance, everything is not what I want. Looking at the steps below, the injured are lingering. You are highly skilled in cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality. He also has a pure heart and few desires. Why is he so arrogant and trying to seize the door of life? This world is the world of living beings, not the world of practitioners. This life is his own, not the plaything of the hegemon."
The eyes of Lai Jiu, a former alcoholic, wandered to the sword in his hand, rubbing it from the hilt to the spine, and finally condensing on the tip. There was a sense of righteousness in his heart, and he said solemnly.
"I will never give up, and the path to immortality will be achieved by itself."
Intention: All weather conditions are turbulent, and our way is prosperous.