The Remains of the Ruins

He was once a pure-yang holy body that was born every ten thousand years, but when he was fifteen years old, his body was taken away, his soul was torn into pieces, and the remaining soul fell into the most remote Niujia Village, becoming a waste without even a spiritual root. The blacksmith called him Dumb, the village boy called him Wasted Spirit Root, and the bully Orion kicked his two front teeth into pieces. Everyone thought that he would be like this for the rest of his life - until the seed of return to ruins deep in his soul that had been sleeping for ten thousand years jumped for the first time in the desperate situation where he was about to be captured by the Chaos monks. From then on, he rebuilt the avenue with the body of the waste spiritual root, used the Yantian Picture Record to see through the essence of all laws, stepped into the sect as a deacon of the outer sect, "cured" every opponent in the ring, and uprooted Qingluan, the protector of the sect who was contaminated by the devil, from the thorns of chaos. His weapons were never about crushing - they were about tempering each crooked, blunt sword just enough to cut through stone slabs. From the well in Niujia Village to the main nest of the Zerg in the Broken Dust Star Territory, from the Law Armor with positive disasters to the primordial enlightenment of the Sea of ​​All Things - when the ultimate truth about the increase in entropy was revealed in front of the stone tablet of the Taiyi Era, he discovered that the "enemy" he had fought against all his life was actually the oldest gift in the universe. The end of the story is not the return of a god. He was a barefoot boy from a blacksmith's family. He was lying alone on the back hillside in the summer evening, looking at the stars in the sky and thinking they were beautiful. The tinkling sound of the blacksmith shop at the foot of the mountain is exactly the same as the tinkling sound made on an old stove lid a long time ago.