Highway

When he was seven years old, the remote mountain village was massacred and Gongyong became an orphan. He picked up a warm black stone and put it in his arms, thinking he could give it to the sick woman in exchange for half a piece of candy. He has an ethereal root and a useless constitution that everyone in the world of immortality calls useless. He hid in a large sect and worked as a handyman for ten years. He relied on the black stone to save a small amount of spiritual energy, thinking that he could survive like this. He didn't realize it until the pursuit broke the peace. The black stone that had been with him for ten years was not a dead thing. It is the soul core of the Flame Bird that has been sleeping for thousands of years. His spiritual root, which was regarded as waste, was not a waste root. It is the ancient unsullied Taoist root that has been deliberately erased from the records of the entire world of immortality. The massacre of the village was no accident, and the pursuit was no accident. From the day he picked up the black stone, he became everyone's favorite and a thorn in everyone's side. A mortal crawling up from the mud, relying on a stone and a small bird, hides his edge in this world of immortality where the jungle is strong and preys on the strong.