My 108 Masters

In the center is an oriental young man wearing a simple blue Taoist robe, with a tired expression and an exaggerated tear hanging from the corner of his eye. His body is entangled and bound by countless colorful light beams (representing talismans, sword tactics, elixirs, beast control and other inheritances). There were many pairs of majestic and glowing eyes and the looming shadow of the old man in the void behind him, watching him. Behind are the fairy mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sky is chaotic in color. There are skill scrolls, medicine bottles and talismans scattered at your feet.