Star Mark Broken Road

At the foot of Qinglan Mountain, Lijia Town. Li Xingheng has mediocre qualifications and mixed roots in the five elements. He is still trapped on the second level of Qi Refining at the age of seventeen. He is a stubborn stone in the eyes of the clan that is "tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away". He doesn't have an amazingly talented master, nor does he have an incredible grandfather. What his grandfather left to him was only a jade slip that no longer glowed, and a murmur before his death - "The road is like a long night, and the star marks are the only lights." In the cold winter of that year, the spiritual energy was increasingly exhausted, and the sect monopolized the ladder to immortality. Li Xingheng was supposed to be like most mortals in the town, marrying, having children, and dying of frost and snow, until he brought back a pottery bowl filled with embers in a cave under the cliff. That's not ash. That is the path broken by the predecessors, the scar left after the collapse of the heavenly path. While others were still fighting for three inches of spiritual land, Li Xingheng saw a completely different path in the ashes. An old road that uses one's body as fuel and soul as guide to reconnect with the stars.