Chu Lan and Fuli were both the top talents of Tianming Dao Sect.
The only difference may be that Fuli is a second-generation immortal, while Chu Lan is a mortal.
Ten years ago, Chu Lang climbed the 9,000 steps step by step, climbed the ladder to heaven as a mortal and could only ascend to the world of immortality, and became a disciple of the elder of Jiange, becoming a disciple of the same generation as Fuli.
They are equally noble and there is no distinction between brothers and sisters.
The disciples in the world of immortality looked at Chu Lan with surprise and jealousy. Those who were known as the geniuses in the world of cultivation were full of disdain for him, thinking that lowly mortals were not worthy of being associated with him.
Chu Lan ignored these malice and contempt, as if he was separated from them by a thick glass cover.
Fu Li was not convinced either.
Why should a mortal be equal to him?
It wasn't until later that he saw the bloody scabs on the generous palms of mortals for sword practice.
I also heard him ascending the ladder to heaven in a mortal body.
He thought at that time that this mortal must be a strong man in the future.
This is his most powerful opponent.
Chu Lan is indeed a strong man.
In nine years, he went from a mortal to a sword master who sat on equal footing with Fuli and looked down on all the heroes.
Inherit Tianming Daozong Jiange and be in charge of the world's weapons.
Fu Li lived in peace with him for half a year, and then heard the news that Chu Lan had fallen into a demon state.
So the white clothes were stained with blood, and the genius fell.
Goodbye, old friend no more.
He said, Immortal Lord, you are well.
Intention: I wish all secret loves have a beginning and an end, free and easy yet obscure.