Mortals Do Not Die, They Just Live to Become Saints

Many years ago, Qingshi City collapsed overnight. The young city lord Lin Yan was taken into Xuanxiao Sect as a servant, and tens of thousands of city residents were made slaves. Many years later, he sharpened his bones and entered the martial arts. The martial artist was immortal, and the unyielding young man rose up against the odds. Give me a knife and I can cut my way; give me a breath and I can survive the daylight. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. When titles such as Immortal Marquis, Fusang Taoist Lord, etc. Fell on Lin Yan one by one, this proud young man went upstream, led a group of close friends and beauties, climbed up, walked to the sky, and wrote a long and passionate song of immortality.