I Use Strange Things to Create Supernatural Powers

Strange things are like a tide, swallowing up all realms. The lineage of Taoism is severed and the spiritual machine is annihilated. This is the beginning of the end of all heavens. The Immortal Gate sits high on a cloud platform, and all the shadows under the clothes are covered with shadows; fellow travelers meet on strangers' roads, and when they look around, there is no one to trust. There is only one remaining key, using longevity as salary, refining strange things into fire, and illuminating the way to the true self.