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Life is like a long river, and every decision in the past will affect the present. The one-year-old is not pregnant enough, the ten-year-old misses the physical exercises, and the twenty-year-old misses the destiny of immortality. Thirty or forty years are wasted, and fifty years mistakenly enter the heavenly realm of cultivators. In a blink of an eye, Wang Jue reached eighty. When a person reaches eighty, he is about to die. A revolving door is running here, and a golden finger is coming over there. [If you could change the choice of key nodes, what would your life be like? Scenes from the past came into view, and Wang Jue jumped up suddenly. "Eighty years old! It's a good time to practice immortality!" ... The inner teachings I realized at eighty are passed on to my seventy-year-old self. The sword skills acquired in the eighties are passed on to the seventy-year-old self. Step by step, Wang Jue continued to strengthen himself. Innate chaos? Isn't that thing present at birth?