Qingcheng Mountain

When he was sixteen years old, Li Changan was admitted to the Qingcheng Sect with the lowest qualifications and his master was the most marginalized old drunkard. He didn't learn any martial arts skills, nor did he encounter any shocking adventures. His life consists of chopping firewood, practicing swordsmanship, and being trained, day after day. It took him thirty years to go from being a disciple to being an enlightened teacher. The world is always far away. His world is only this mountain, that small courtyard, and batch after batch of clumsy and stubborn teenagers like him back then.