The Record of Burial of Mortal Bones

If the bones are locked, the spiritual energy will not invade? Then use the rusty sword as the bone, use the blood as the salary, and bury this world full of false immortals! In the Snow Prison of the Northern Wilderness, young Lin Shu fled south with a broken rusty sword on his back and his sickly young sister. The whole village was massacred, his parents died, and the cultivator's sentence of "mortal bones" sentenced him to never be able to transcend. But when he killed a bandit in the snowfield, the rusty sword actually sucked the life out of him; when he cut off his palm to save his sister, the broken blade could turn death into life—— This sword does not kill demons, but only eats the lives of immortals! In order to survive, he entered a black smoke mine and became a slave laborer; In order to become stronger, he swallowed other people's swords and refined his mortal bones; In order to take revenge, he set foot on Jiuzhou Corpse Mountain and asked God who he was! Everyone in the world says: Those without spiritual roots are nothing more than ants. But he sneered: "Today you treat me like a piece of grass, but one day I will bury you like dust." It's just that... Every time the rusty sword is used, the soul is eroded; With every step closer to the way of heaven, humanity loses an inch. When he finally stood under the Heavenly Gate with his sword in hand, behind him was the path to immortality paved with thousands of bones—— Did this sword bury an immortal? Or himself? [Mortal flow·Hard-core swordsmanship·No system·Price·Group portraits of passionate people] The rusty sword is not a weapon, but a bone that defies fate; even though this mortal body is small, I dare to demand justice from the sky!