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There is a master who takes millions of ghosts out of Mang Mountain and destroys eight million spirits. Before he died, he smoked and looked at the sky with his waist straight. Youzi made silver rain fall from the sky, and millions of angels fell in one day. Having been in a wheelchair for eighteen years, I am like a turtle. There is a knife in Sun's hand, a coin can cover his eyes, and he can live two lives at a glance. A somewhat different story of cultivating immortality, and some people with somewhat different stories will come to you.

Have you ever remembered that there was a mirror hanging high in front of the Yumen Pass, and a candle illuminated Liu Changsheng, a member of the 300,000 demon tribe? Now he has no house, no car, and a protruding belly at the age of thirty-five. Do you remember holding the formation flag high in front of Yumen Pass and fighting to the death? Lin Qingyun, who never fell down even after being hit by a magic needle. Now I am suffering from the intermittence of my spirit, and I am teaching in a primary school. Do you remember Zhang Daolin who asked you if you would sell something good when he saw it? Outside Yumen Pass, he inserted thirteen swords to lure the enemy thirty miles away. Do you still remember the thirteen warriors coming out of the Jade Gate? Do you remember them?