The Fall and Rebirth of Genius

Li Tianran attained the perfection of Nascent Soul at the age of twenty-five and became the first person in the world of immortality in ten thousand years. A bolt of purple thunder shattered his spiritual roots. The master was silent, and the Taoist monk left a bottle of inferior elixir and turned away. The senior brother stood in front of the bed and said: "The sect does not raise waste." Only Lao Chen—the mortal handyman he had never seen before—was waiting outside the sect with a baggage on his back: "Young Master, I know the way down the mountain. I will go with you." Life in Qingshi Town is rough. He learned to chop wood and carry water, and got used to being hungry and cold. The little orphan girl at the entrance of the town raised her head and asked him: "Brother, why do we die when gods fight?" He couldn't answer. Until that day, when the sword struck the town, everyone knelt, and he stood up. "Get out!" No spiritual power, no cultivation, purely human will. Jian Gang disappeared out of thin air in front of him. At that moment he understood - he could touch another kind of power as a mortal. Redress the case for the wronged, collect the bodies of the dead, and teach children how to read. When the demon king suppressed the realm, the saint played a chess game, and the fairy world lowered the projection to erase him - he stood in front of the bluestone town monument and set the rules: "I establish a radius of three hundred miles as the mortal realm. Within the mortal realm, monks are prohibited from traveling." It's not magic, it's rules. He used the power of humanity to carve a new law between heaven and earth: heaven and man are forever separated. Many years later, children in school read the same passage: "This mortal world is worth existing."