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When Lu Li was a young man, his home was destroyed and his father died tragically, leaving only an ancient copper coin and half of the incomplete Kung Fu technique "Shou Zhuo Jue". He stepped into the Sanxiu City as a useless person, and faced the strongest opponent with his weakest cultivation in the arena of the sect competition. There is no innate magical power, no peerless spiritual roots, only a pair of hands riddled with holes and a heart that would rather break than bend. The Shou Zhuo Jue may seem useless, but in fact it contains a hidden secret - it is derived from the fragments of the ancient treasure "Spiritual Pivot" and can see through the gaps in the flow of spiritual power between heaven and earth. Every time he used it, he was one step closer to death; but every time he stood up, he was one inch closer to the truth. The seven fragments of the Lingshu were scattered in all directions. The betrayer from thirty years ago was already Elder Jiedan, and he was just a remnant of the fourth level of Qi Refining. With secret chess layouts, open guns that kill people, and a city where it is difficult to distinguish between friends and foes, every move is a gamble of life and death. He is not a genius, not a chosen one. He just - refused to kneel down. A story about perseverance, about defeating the strong by the weak, and about keeping one's heart in the deepest darkness.

After reading so many novels, Meng Dong expressed that he also wants to fall in love sweetly! Then, her life begins! PS: The author's own mother said that her daughter must be great!

He wields his sword and conquers the world. She transcends time and space and shines brightly. There is joy at first sight, but there is no getting tired of being together for a long time. The fish sinks and the wild goose disappears, going around and around, asking you to stay with me until the green hair turns into snow and the mountains are dry and the water is exhausted. In the zero wind of the remaining month, all the glory has disappeared, and this life is destined to be frugal. After the parasol trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin ducks flew away without their companions. Returning heartbroken over flowers and wine, we meet again in dreams. "It comforts my heart, and I promise to grow old together. I loved you during my lifetime, and I will never forget it even after I die. May you be born in a blessed land soon."