One night, I dreamed of an immortal who told me that my husband was the top disciple of a certain immortal sect and would take me back to the immortal sect soon. I was framed in the immortal sect, so my husband had to take me down the mountain to protect me. He said that when he abandons Taoism and returns to secular life, he will come to see me immediately. So in the dream, I waited year after year. I didn't wait for my husband to pick me up and leave. Instead, I waited until my husband cultivated the great path and had already forgotten me. I waited until the immortal disciple who framed me personally killed me. In the dream, I was very unwilling. The immortal told me that this situation can be solved only if I fake death and leave my husband. The immortal brought me to the human world two hundred years later.
From then on, there was another happy and carefree layman in the mortal world, and there was another ruthless cultivator in the path of immortality.
But what I didn't know was that for the past two hundred years, he had walked the road to immortality alone, and he just wanted to find a way to resurrect me.
The world's great road, where should I go?
Ps: 1. Write in the third person
2. Know how to be bloody
3. Growth type heroine
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Intention: Will always live strong
