The Test Immortal Asked

The first part of "Xian Shuo Strange People and Strange Events" The blood on the firewood leaf is still wet under the snow, and the rust on the hairpin imprints the heart elixir. Thousands of silk nets are cut off by discarding the cylinder. Only by listening to the slightest will one know that the road is wide. The commentary in the palace is always a play, but the cutting of wood in the mountains is only true. The stars are moving when the immortal is banished, and the nine rankings are competing for the lead. Who says bad luck will always bring disaster? I use my blood to create new paths. Don't say that there is no name on the list. One thought can turn the world upside down.