The general trend of the world is that when spring passes and autumn comes, the world only knows that Nanyun respects literature and Bei'an respects martial arts.
But I don't know that Kunlun Mountain can connect Yin and Yang, know the Eight Diagrams, and know the world's major events.
White mist shrouded the sky, and on the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, the old man in Taoist robes just sighed into the mist: "It's just a dream."
Then another clear voice came from the mist: "This is the cause and effect of one life."
The old man tried to persuade him to stay: "But this is a troubled world. Don't be stubborn and lose your dignity. In the end, your heart will be riddled with holes."
In the mist, the blurry figure was that of a young man. The corners of his sleeves covered the remnants of the broken sword, and he simply said: "If your heart is broken, there will really be no light left in this world."
The young man turned around and went down the mountain. The broken sword whistled softly, like a dragon roaring.
Looking at the blurry back, the old man was a little anxious: "Now that you're gone, what else are you going to do?"
"I will punish all the evildoers and bring the gooddoers to justice!"
"Good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded, and the laws of nature are clear. Why do you think you can do it!"
The young man's figure had long since disappeared into the mist, and for a long time, a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant echoed in the valley.
"With the sword in my hand, with my heart!"
The script kills the author and bravely writes online. I hope you readers can read it.