Question

I, Zhang Qingyun, the newly appointed Du Gong Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, follow the rules and talk about money first. But the life-buying "Qianfeng Quanbao" in my arms was too hot to touch. It beat together with the "meteor star" in the north, like a dark dragon's heart, staring at me from the bottom of the pit. The old case of Mount Tai's dragon being eaten sixty years ago, the strange noise in the Starfall Pit in the middle of the night, and the feeling of "breaking the army" deep in my soul... All point to the same game of chess. Now go north, slay demons, save souls, and resolve cause and effect. I want to see if it is the net of this world that binds me first, or my sword that can clarify all this first.