Exiled Immortal Fishing Record

The introduction is from the first person perspective of the protagonist, and the main text is from the third person perspective. Way of Heaven When I knelt on the Zhuxian platform, my palms were still holding the starlight that had been dug out of the cracks in the heaven. The Emperor of Heaven said that I had seen too much suffering in the world and was infected with inner demons, but I didn't know that those "cracks" were devouring the foundation of the Three Realms. When the last tribulation thunder fell, I crushed half of my godhead and fell into the flood of mortal world - some things always need someone to see. [Sea of Clouds] Tonight I'm swinging the pole again on the balcony. The hookless fishing rod stirs the pond water and catches a crying baby - from now on you are called Yungui. The clouds are returning, the clouds are returning, who are the clouds returning? Rule Gun On the seventh day after the white fox boy stole my fish basket, he finally couldn't help but show up: "Immortal Lord, teach me how to fish!" I threw the embryo of the Burning Silence Gun to him: "First learn to patch the sky with fishing line." He caught the gun with a grin on his face, and also caught my inheritance. Sword bone Tsurumi had been kneeling in the rain for three days. This kid always likes to carry his sins on his back, just like me back then. "Give me the sword." I broke her natal sword and refined the most violent sword bone into a glass lamp. Since then, there has been one more practitioner in the world who uses swords as medicine. Organization He came from another dimension of time and space, "Immortal Lord, the spiritual energy of the formation is in chaos." I turned to look at him and asked, "Is there any solution?" He took out the machine bird, the gears clicked, and the spiritual energy was rewoven like silk. I looked at the ink marks on his palm that had the same origin as mine, and smiled slightly. After three thousand years, I finally found a friend who would walk with me. Symbiosis Lawful chaos, good and evil thoughts. He and I were born at the same time in the early Yuan Dynasty. We are born with opposing powers. We are connected in life and death. One is ebbing and the other is ebbing. Bronze Bird The blood moon was in the sky, and the cracks of the ninth calamity tore open the mountain-protecting formation. When the magpie spirit chased into the crack, the green ear was catching the last ray of my soul. "Go back!" I waved my sleeves to shatter the void, but coins rained down on my head. The magpie spirit stepped on the "Weiji" hexagram pattern and rushed forward, the golden feathers in its hair burned into fire phoenixes: "We agreed to pay a debt of three hundred years, and we can't miss even a moment!" I crushed the copper coin stuck in my palm, and the hexagram jumped to "Ji Ji" before being annihilated. The kid Fox Flame's eyes were red, and he used the gun I gave him to pick up the twin fishes - very good, hope is still there, this game is not over yet. Twins Now my remnant soul is shrunk in the green earrings, watching the little girl Qinglu rolling around in the Yin and Yang Pond to make up for the formation. When the cracks in her fish tail lit up, I quietly transferred the last bit of immortal power to it. The sword marks on the southeast corner of the mountain guarding formation suddenly flashed, much like the first fishing fire I saw in the world when I fell to earth. Intention: To live towards death