There is life everywhere, with your touch
There is wind everywhere and your quick thinking
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Three years ago, there were frequent evil spirits in Qihai, so the old leader of the Liumen retired and took his disciple Gu Li to quell the evil. Unexpectedly, the formation got out of control and exploded into ashes.
No one knew that on the day of the accident, someone quietly came to Qihai and took away his lifeless body.
I would never have thought that this person would lay down layers of formations in Northern Xinjiang, just to hide the green willow trees in the valley and the sincerity buried under the loess.
Until his soul wandered for three years, and when he opened his eyes again, Gu Li fell into deep thought looking at his tombstone...
I was blown away back then. Who picked me up from the sea?
Also, can anyone explain who this young boy is who is worshiping me?
Wen Huo: Alive?
... Small theater
As the former head of the Jiangnan sect and the youngest grandmaster in swordsmanship, Gu Li is naturally the type who loves to be included in storybooks.
Most of the time, Gu Li goes with them, since he doesn't go down the mountain anyway.
Until one day, the junior brother handed over a pamphlet: Master Gu met the young master of Laihe Academy at night, and the other party climbed over the wall and escaped overnight. Do we really need to ignore this kind of content?
Gu Li: Nonsense, how old was he at that time!
The poem at the beginning comes from Gu Cheng's "The Hoper"
Intention: If the heart is brilliant, simple words become spring