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长生：从炼器苟到肉身成圣
Who Doesn't Want To Relax
[Mortal flow, Taoism, steady, relaxed, decisive in killing, anti-routine, copywriting] Forty-five years later, Chen Tie is still an old blacksmith apprentice at the third level of Qi training. When his fellow students were building foundations and flying to the sky, he was sweating profusely in the underground fire room; the apprentice who taught him all his money climbed to a high branch in an instant, and he endured it silently. At the bottom of this cruel world of cultivation, Chen Tie carved the word "Gou" into his bones - just hoping to live in peace until the end of his life. Until the [Hundred Refining Dao Fetus] that had been dormant for many years was finally activated! Refining weapons = changing your fate against the will of heaven! After repairing a broken hoe, the bones of his right arm quietly turned into fine steel, capable of carrying a cauldron! Forging a small dagger, the impurities in the spiritual root quietly disappeared! "Refining weapons to become a saint? No, I just want to survive." Chen Tie retreated into the depths of the fire. To temper the soul for ten years, let the outside world become bloody; Fire, copper, and wood grow in the thunder and calamity, and a thousand forges roar in the Dantian. The limbs and bones turned into a treasure house of divine weapons, and the meridians and spiritual gold flowed endlessly. When the great power of the immortal world tore through the void and came, he saw a body forged by the stars and forged by thousands of weapons and slowly raised his eyelids: "It's a long road to becoming an immortal. I'll give you another ten years of hard work."
[Mortal flow, Taoism, steady, relaxed, decisive in killing, anti-routine, copywriting] Forty-five years later, Chen Tie is still an old blacksmith apprentice at the third level of Qi training. When his fellow students were building foundations and flying to the sky, he was sweating profusely in the underground fire room; the apprentice who taught him all his money climbed to a high branch in an instant, and he endured it silently. At the bottom of this cruel world of cultivation, Chen Tie carved the word "Gou" into his bones - just hoping to live in peace until the end of his life. Until the [Hundred Refining Dao Fetus] that had been dormant for many years was finally activated! Refining weapons = changing your fate against the will of heaven! After repairing a broken hoe, the bones of his right arm quietly turned into fine steel, capable of carrying a cauldron! Forging a small dagger, the impurities in the spiritual root quietly disappeared! "Refining weapons to become a saint? No, I just want to survive." Chen Tie retreated into the depths of the fire. To temper the soul for ten years, let the outside world become bloody; Fire, copper, and wood grow in the thunder and calamity, and a thousand forges roar in the Dantian. The limbs and bones turned into a treasure house of divine weapons, and the meridians and spiritual gold flowed endlessly. When the great power of the immortal world tore through the void and came, he saw a body forged by the stars and forged by thousands of weapons and slowly raised his eyelids: "It's a long road to becoming an immortal. I'll give you another ten years of hard work."