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"There are gentlemen in this world, please call Jiacang." Fu Bing left two lines of signature, and a smile suddenly broke out on his face that had not seen a smile in hundreds of years. He caressed the portrait he had just completed, his thoughts looking through the eyes of the person in the painting, and for the first time he had the courage to recall the heart-wrenching past a hundred years ago... More than 700 years ago, six deities in the near-celestial world were promoted to the throne. The two strongest deities, Li Qing, were framed, causing Li Zun to be seriously injured and unable to emerge. Qing Zun only had spiritual consciousness and was imprisoned in a spirit-controlling body. Seven curse wheels were set up. Once the time limit is up, his soul will be scattered and there will be no trace in the world... The sea has changed, and the past is no longer the same. Only obsession, full of heart to return to others. Fu Bing put away the portrait and muttered softly with his red lips: "Jia Cang, I'm going home."