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16-year-old Hao Jiang just joined the Changhe Sword Sect and rebuilt the sect system two hundred years ago. [As the only survivor of the Changhe Sword Sect. [With your meridians severely damaged and your cultivation being crippled, you can only watch helplessly as your little wife leads a group of demons and evil spirits to slaughter them arrogantly and mercilessly...] [On the ruins of the Changhe Sword Sect, you are filled with dissatisfaction. [Host Hao Jian, the counterattack life system is loaded successfully! [Do you still have the courage and spirit to rise again with your old and broken body and reestablish the Changhe Sword Sect? [The first step to rebuilding a sect is to have a strong backer! [Reestablish contact with Su Qingyan, the saint of the Supreme Holy Land, and receive the reward: Seventh Grade Pulse Protecting Pill. Hao Jian looked at the system task light board in front of him. Looking not far away, the delicate and timid Su Qingyan, who joined the Sword Sect with him in the same batch, couldn't help but fall into deep thought... Uh... This system seems to have arrived early. One more thing, what kind of devilish little wife is this, arrogant and ruthless? Hao Jian couldn't hold himself any longer. One hundred and eighty-year-old married a wife of eighteen, and then at eighteen she bullied me into being old and feeble? Fine! I am eighteen at this time of year! Wait until he is one hundred and eighty years old... Hao Jian, who was one hundred and eighteen years old and already invincible in the world, looked at the little wife in front of him who had not yet turned black, and fell into deep thought again...