Buried in Clouds and Dreamed Of

When I wake up, the world has changed. I missed the most prosperous period of thirteen hundred years in the world of immortality, but I happened to catch up with Master's funeral. Everyone in the room was wearing plain clothes, and no one dared to say anything wrong with Heaven. Master once said that if the theory doesn't make sense, then ask about the sword. Chen Mu stood up with his sword in hand and looked at the so-called bright universe: "Master, you have been holding on for a lifetime, you are too tired." "This day is unfair. I will help you change it now." "After the change, today, my disciple will take over."