Eighteen Years of Practicing in the Market: When You Leave Home, You Will Be in the Realm of a Master

[No system + martial arts + fictional history + as many group portraits as possible] The morning mist in Luohefang, soaked in the smell of fish and dust for eighteen years, also concealed the edge of the last drop of blood of the former marshal. It wasn't until the pursuers trampled the tranquility of the ruined temple and the master's blood stained the wasteland that Lu Zhao realized that an ordinary life was a luxury. He has been hiding in the market for eighteen years, and was finally tempered by the times to become a shocking dragon. So the young man raised his fist to the sky, vowing to shine into the bewitched court and shine through this chaotic world!