I Cut Off the Chaos All the Way, but Became the Ultimate Source of Disaster

Ling Xuan, the chief of the Shou Xu Sect, is recognized as a once-in-a-thousand-year talent. When he was a child, the whole village was buried in the turbid fog. He vowed to kill all the sources of turmoil in the world in this life and protect the world from being displaced again. People in the world regard the turbid air in the earth's veins as a ferocious beast, which will rot if touched, and become demonic if it is repaired. However, with his unparalleled talent, he deduced the legal principles from the orthodox Qingzhuo Jue and found an unprecedented path - using the Tao foundation as the furnace, absorbing the turbidity into the body, refining the turbidity as the front, and using the turbidity to cut off the turbidity. Three years after joining the WTO, the desolate and turbulent tide in the south was leveled, the siege of Cangwu was relieved, and millions of people were saved. Wherever he went, people lined the streets and called him the Sword Immortal. The elders tried to persuade him several times, saying that the power of turbidity enters the heart at a young age, and will eventually backfire; the remaining manuscripts in the Sutra Pavilion are stained with blood, and the former genius known as the "Green Lantern of the North" is a bloody lesson. He all laughed. The predecessors lost because they were not solid in their Taoism and because they were not talented enough. He believed that the sword in his hand and the original intention of saving the world in his heart would be able to penetrate into the core of the earth, smash the source of eternal turmoil, and bring eternal clarity to Kyushu. Until that day, the seal of Taikoo Ruins Town collapsed in his hands. The monstrous mist rose into the sky and swept across the eight wastelands and nine states, and the catastrophe of natural eclipse began. Thousands of miles of fertile land turned into a dead zone, thousands of people turned into beasts, and the thousand-year-old tradition of the Shouxu Sect was destroyed in one fell swoop. He stood on the top of the turbid waves and finally saw clearly. The ultimate source of disaster that he spent his whole life trying to eliminate was never the source of turbidity deep in the earth's veins. It's him. Thousands of years later, along the banks of the Huai River, there are continuous lights and shadows, and there are traveling doctors practicing medicine and passing on prescriptions. The handwriting on the fragment is gentle and fair. No one knows that the catastrophe that has enveloped the world for thousands of years was originally just a young man's ambition to save the world.