Chapter 89 The Martial Arts Legend of the Past

"Senior Sword Immortal..."

Tian Boguang's expression was stiff.

"You know me?"

Chu Yuan asked Tian Boguang.

"Who in the martial arts world today doesn't know the name of the Qingcheng Sword Immortal?"

Tian Boguang said stiffly.

"You call me senior, but you look older than me."

Chu Yuan said to Tian Boguang.

"In the martial arts world, the strong are respected. The Qingcheng Sword Immortal is well-known in the martial arts world, so you are naturally a senior."

Tian Boguang said cautiously.

"If I remember correctly, this is the third time you have targeted this little nun, right?"

Chu Yuan asked Tian Boguang.

"Yes……"

Tian Boguang was a little frightened.

"Master Yilin, look at how infatuated he is with you, just give in!"

Chu Yuan turned around and said to Yi Lin beside him.

"How can that be possible? He is a lecherous thief who has violated the innocence of countless decent women. Besides, I am a Buddhist disciple and must renounce worldly affairs!"

Yi Lin didn't know whether Chu Yuan was joking or really thinking so. She was shocked and quickly explained.

She had heard that many senior martial arts masters had strange personalities, and she was afraid that this sword master, who was only a few years older than her, was really planning to bring her together with this lecher.

"Anyway, you are a little nun, and your six senses are not yet pure."

Chu Yuan looked at Yi Lin with a smile on his face.

Why is Yilin in a bad mood at this time?
It was probably because she had developed a crush on Linghu Chong, the man who saved her. At the Retirement Conference, she saw Linghu Chong and his junior sister Yue Lingshan behaving intimately, and she felt distressed.

That's why he left the Hengshan faction and went out of the city alone to relax.

As a result, his physique that easily attracts lustful people took effect, and he met Tian Boguang again.

"What are you talking about, Senior? That's not what you said."

Swish!
Yi Lin was looked at by Chu Yuan, and the blush spread from her ears to her entire face. In just a moment, the beautiful face of the beauty turned as red as a monkey's butt.

Yi Lin had a feeling that Chu Yuan had seen through all her little thoughts.

"Whether I said so or not, I hope you won't run into this rapist again next time. There's no such thing as a third time. If you run into him again, I'm afraid you'll really be done to by him."

Chu Yuan shook his head.

However, Yi Lin was rescued the first time by her own apprentice Qu Feiyan and nephew Lin Pingzhi, so she shouldn't have fallen so deeply into trouble as in the original plot.

"As for you!"

Chu Yuan looked at Tian Boguang and walked towards him step by step.

He was not trying to scare Tian Boguang just now. Now, because he had a strong internal force that was incomparable to ordinary people, he could use plants, trees, bamboos, and stones to take people's lives.

If Tian Boguang had insisted on escaping just now, he would have killed the flower thief.

Although Tian Boguang seems to have some feelings, it cannot be denied that he is a flower thief who has taken advantage of the innocence of many good girls.

Like in the previous life, rapists have the least human rights in prison.

Not to mention people like Tian Boguang, who specializes in destroying innocent people and stealing countless flowers.

"Senior Sword Immortal, please spare my life. I will definitely reform myself in the future."

Looking at Chu Yuan who was walking towards him, Tian Boguang begged for mercy.

This was a top expert who was acquainted with the Demon Cult's leader Dongfang Bubai. With his limited skills, he didn't dare to fight with Chu Yuan.

"Just listen to the talk of reforming yourself. It's hard to change one's nature. It's harder than climbing to the sky for a thief like you to reform yourself. The reason you're begging me for mercy now is because you've met people like us who are stronger than you in martial arts. Once you're out of our sight, who knows which woman's boudoir you'll appear in after half a day or a day."

Chu Yuan looked at Tian Boguang in front of him and said.

Tian Boguang, who was being looked at by Chu Yuan, felt a tremor in his heart for a moment, and his eyes were a little evasive, because Chu Yuan hit the nail on the head with his deepest thoughts.

He had no intention of reforming himself at all. He begged for mercy just to get Chu Yuan to forgive him.

As long as he can pass this hurdle, Tian Boguang will be able to fly freely in the sky and fish in the sea, and there will be countless beautiful girls waiting for him.

"Do you know that there is a kind of martial arts in the Jianghu called "The Manual of the Sword of Exorcism"? Big figures like Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun all want to get it. I think you are very suitable for practicing it."

Chu Yuan then said to Tian Boguang.

"The Book of Sword to Exorcise Evil?"

When Tian Boguang heard the name, his pupils shrank and his whole body began to tremble.

Perhaps many big figures in the martial arts world would like to obtain and practice this "Bixie Sword Manual".

But he didn't want to.

For a flower thief like him, practicing the "Sword Manual of Exorcism" is tantamount to the cruelest punishment in the world.

"I beg you, Senior Sword Immortal, please forgive me. I really regret my mistakes this time. I will never steal jade and fragrance again, or ruin a woman's innocence."

This time Tian Boguang was really scared, he knelt in front of Chu Yuan and begged.

"Perhaps you are sincerely repentant now, and have made up your mind not to do the innocent business of picking flowers, but it is difficult to change one's nature. When your fear of me decreases, you will still hold on to your luck and return to your old ways."

Looking at Tian Boguang kneeling in front of him, Chu Yuan shook his head.

"How can I trust you, Senior?"

Tian Boguang said with a sad look.

Tian Boguang was frightened. He felt that no matter what he said, Chu Yuan would not believe him.

I thought Chu Yuan really wanted me to practice the "Bixie Sword Manual".

"Don't worry, I'm just talking. I don't intend to let you practice this "Evil-Defeating Sword Manual"."

Chu Yuan squatted down and looked at Tian Boguang in front of him.

Although this was the most severe punishment for Tian Boguang, he had no intention of allowing another "Yue Buqun" to appear in the martial arts world. Besides, this was too easy for him.

There is actually a better way to punish Tian Boguang, this flower thief.

Tian Boguang was somewhat confused by Chu Yuan's statement.

You don't want me to practice "The Sword Manual of Exorcism", so why are you telling me all this?
Just to scare me?
Chu Yuan seemed to see the doubt in Tian Boguang's eyes. He suddenly took action with swift movements, tapping major acupoints on Tian Boguang's body such as Guipi, Shenshu, and Mingmen.

By the time Tian Boguang came to his senses, Chu Yuan had already finished.

"I have cut off your Yin and Kidney Meridians. From now on, your thing is useless. I have also left a stream of Yang energy in your body. Once you have lustful thoughts, the Yang energy in your body will take effect and make you feel miserable. So in the future, you'd better learn to meditate and chant like a monk to purify your mind and avoid lustful thoughts easily."

Chu Yuan said to Tian Boguang.

After hearing this, Tian Boguang suddenly felt like he had no desire to live.

"what!"

Then the next moment, Tian Boguang suddenly screamed, covered his crotch, and rolled on the ground, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans constantly falling from his forehead.

"I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me, Senior."

Tian Boguang rolled on the ground, wailing and begging for mercy to Chu Yuan.

Judging from the way he was rolling on the ground like a centipede, he was really in pain.

When the other Taoists from the Qingcheng Sect, including Yu Canghai, saw that Chu Yuan had this trick, they were so frightened that their lower bodies tightened.

"If you don't want to be so miserable, just try to clear your mind and stop thinking about things related to men and women."

Chu Yuan said.

Just now, Tian Boguang must have suddenly heard what I said and had the idea of ​​giving it a try, and he had lustful thoughts about women in his mind.

As a result, he died after trying it. This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can endure.

It's like a man's lifeblood has suffered a fatal blow.

According to Chu Yuan, Tian Boguang controlled himself from thinking about women.

Finally, the pain was relieved, his screams gradually weakened, and he got up from the ground.

"From now on, you will follow Master Yilin. You will do whatever she asks you to do. You have a crush on her and have always wanted to sleep with her, right? From now on, if you stay with her, it will be considered as satisfying your request in disguise."

Chu Yuan said to Tian Boguang.

"No, Senior Sword Immortal, I don't want it..."

After hearing Chu Yuan say that he wanted Tian Boguang to follow him in the future, Yi Lin waved her hands repeatedly, wanting to refuse.

With such a rapist around her, she always felt uncomfortable and couldn't sleep well at night.

"Master Yilin, the things I give you are not something you can just refuse if you want to."

Chu Yuan smiled.

Yi Lin was suddenly speechless!
Only then did he remember that the person in front of him was one of the top masters in the world, and what he said did not leave him any room for refusal.

"Senior, when can I leave?"

Tian Boguang had already accepted his fate. He had not expected that after marrying so many women, he would end up falling for Yi Lin, a little nun.

"Unless Master Yilin dies, but if she dies, you won't live either."

Chu Yuan said.

This is not a fixed-term sentence, but a life sentence.

"Okay, I understand."

Tian Boguang's eyes became dim and it seemed that his whole life would be ruined by Yi Lin.

As Tian Boguang felt hopeless and Yi Lin looked at Chu Yuan's back with indignant eyes, everyone from the Qingcheng Sect left the place together.

……

They walked for another two days.

The Qingcheng Sect has arrived in Changsha City!

Changsha City is a city larger than Hengyang City, and is the capital of Changsha Prefecture.

Late at night, everyone was resting in an inn in Changsha City.

It was a dark and windy night outside, with a full moon hanging in the sky and patches of clouds passing by from time to time.

The moon is bright and the clouds are clear; when the clouds disperse, the moon is amazing.

In the dead of night, when everyone has fallen asleep.

Chu Yuan, however, was wearing a Taoist robe and holding the Longyin Sword. He stepped on the wall of the backyard of the inn and flew onto the roof.

"Senior, why have you been following us these days?"

Chu Yuan looked at the sloppy old Taoist priest in front of him, who was sitting on the roof of the inn, with a jar of wine and a chicken wrapped in oil paper beside him, and his hair covering his face.

He looked at the old Taoist in front of him and felt a chill in his heart.

Because this person was clearly sitting not far away, but he could not feel any energy from him.

"No, it's not that I can't feel his energy at all, but his energy has been connected with the entire heaven and earth, and has merged into one. It's a bit like the state of 'harmony between man and nature' mentioned in the Taoist scriptures."

Chu Yuan noticed it later.

If the other party had not deliberately made noise on the roof, he would never have been able to discover him.

Moreover, this sloppy old Taoist priest had shown up from time to time during their journey in recent days.

He appeared so many times that not only Chu Yuan, but also Yu Canghai, Lin Pingzhi, Qu Feiyan and others realized that there was something wrong with this sloppy old Taoist.

Chu Yuan was afraid that he would encounter a strong enemy, so these days he carried the Dragon Roar Sword that he had left with his disciple Qu Feiyan with him and carried it with him wherever he went.

"sit!"

The sloppy old Taoist glanced at Chu Yuan, pointed at the roof ridge beside him, and said to Chu Yuan.

Although Chu Yuan was shocked, he was not panicked.

This sloppy old Taoist has terrifying strength, but he did not show any hostility towards him, so he should not be an enemy.

At the same time, his thoughts surged in his mind, and he wondered if there were any hidden Taoist masters in this world!

But after thinking about it, he didn't find any hidden Taoist masters in this world!

There was one in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, but that was more than a hundred years ago!

At that time, the Taoist master was nearly a hundred years old, and more than a hundred years passed.

If it is really him, doesn't that mean that this person has lived for more than two hundred years?
"No, it can't be him."

Chu Yuan put this idea behind him.

No matter what he thought in his mind, since the sloppy old Taoist greeted him, Chu Yuan still walked towards him and sat on the roof ridge next to him.

"It's been so many years, I never thought I'd see the sword of an old friend again!"

After Chu Yuan sat down, the sloppy old Taoist looked at the Dragon Roar Sword in Chu Yuan's hand.

Chu Yuan was shocked when he heard the words of this sloppy old Taoist.

The predecessor of the Dragon Roar Sword.

It’s the Heavenly Sword!
The Sword of Heavenly Sword is the heirloom passed down by the leader of the Emei Sect.

Many people know about the Sword of the Heavenly Sword.

However, there are very few people who have actually come into contact with the Heavenly Sword, let alone those who can recognize the Heavenly Sword at a glance after it has been recast and has been transformed. Chu Yuan already had a rough guess about the identity of the sloppy old Taoist in front of him.

Although this speculation is too unbelievable.

"May I know your surname, senior?"

Chu Yuan asked.

"The Taoist's surname is Zhang."

The sloppy old Taoist replied.

Really... is it really him?

The martial arts legend of that time!
Although Chu Yuan tried hard to maintain a calm expression on his face, his heart was already in turmoil.

Have I met a god in the world of martial arts?
From the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the present, this old Taoist has lived for more than two hundred years!

How can a normal person live to be over 200 years old!
"Senior, are you the founder of the Wudang sect, Zhang Sanfeng?"

Although he had already guessed the answer, Chu Yuan couldn't help but confirm it.

"It used to be, but it's not now. Now the Taoist priest is Zhang Sloppy."

The sloppy old Taoist laughed.

As he spoke, he pushed aside his long, greasy and dirty snow-white hair that was covering his face.

What surprised Chu Yuan was that this founder of the Wudang sect, who was a legend throughout his life and lived for at least two hundred years, had not only snow-white hair and beard, but also red lips, white teeth, plump skin, and few wrinkles on his forehead, just like a kind-hearted old immortal.

"Senior, have you become an immortal?"

Chu Yuan had thousands of words to say, but in the end they were reduced to just one sentence.

He didn't expect that there was such a big shot hidden in this world.

From this perspective, the Wudang Sect has a truly profound foundation because their founder is still alive.

Fortunately, Wudang and Shaolin did not go to Hengshan City to attend Liu Zhengfeng's retirement ceremony.

Otherwise, if the Qingcheng Sect and the Wudang Sect were enemies, the thought of having to face such a god-level figure would make one's scalp tingle.

"What is an immortal? What does it mean to become an immortal?"

Zhang Lazi looked at Chu Yuan and said:
"In the eyes of ordinary people, if I can live to be over 200 years old, I am already an immortal. But in reality, I am still far away from the immortals in legends who can travel from Beiming to Cangwu in the morning and understand Taoist magic."

Chu Yuan didn't know what to say!
Being able to live for more than 200 years in the world of Smiling Proud Won't this already refresh the lifespan limit of mortals?
It’s not Lao Zhang’s fault that I can’t become an immortal.

If we give Lao Zhang a world with a higher upper limit, Chu Yuan feels that Lao Zhang may be able to truly cultivate and become an immortal.

"Would you like to drink? Have a few drinks with me?"

Zhang Laita threw the jar of wine in his hand to Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan did not hesitate. After taking over the stall, he picked up the jar and took two big gulps.

"Yes, it suits the old Taoist's temperament. Logically, the Qingcheng Sect should belong to the Quanzhen Sect, but it is not as old-fashioned as the Quanzhen Taoists."

After seeing Chu Yuan's actions, Zhang Laita smiled.

"After the merger, the Qingcheng Sect has both Zhengyi and Quanzhen Taoists."

Chu Yuan replied.

Although the original Songfeng Temple was of the Quanzhen sect, almost all Taoist temples on Mount Qingcheng were also of the Quanzhen sect.

However, there are also a few Taoist temples of the Zhengyi sect on Mount Qingcheng.

For example, on Mount Qingcheng, there are the ancient Tianshi Cave, Jianfu Palace, Shangqing Palace, and Zushi Hall.

These Taoist temples are all from the Zhengyi sect.

The Quanzhen sect originated in the Song Dynasty. It was founded by Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen sect. It is a new sect that has only flourished in the past two hundred years.

It is not accurate to say that the Qingcheng Sect belongs to any one sect after the merger; it is all of the Quanzhen sects.

"What is the name of this sword now?"

Tearing off a piece of chicken leg from the kiln chicken, Zhang Laita asked Chu Yuan while eating.

"Dragon chanting sword."

Chu Yuan said.

Then, he noticed that Zhang Sala stopped gnawing on the chicken leg and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Friend Chu, you really don't know how to come up with a name!"

Zhang Lazi sighed.

Hearing Zhang's sloppy words, Chu Yuan smiled a little embarrassedly: "Compared to the Heavenly Sword, the name is indeed not that nice!"

"It's more than just unpleasant..."

Zhang Laita shook his head and didn't say the rest.

"Can you lend me this sword to have a look?" Zhang looked at Longyin Sword Dao with a sloppy look.

Chu Yuan did not hesitate and handed the Longyin Sword that he had placed at his feet while drinking to Zhang Laita.

He felt relieved when he learned that the sloppy old Taoist who had been secretly following them these days was Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang Sect.

One reason is because of his understanding of the other party.

The second reason is the trust in his character.

If Zhang Laita really had hostility towards him, then they would just fight.

Although Zhang Laita is a legend in the martial arts world, he is not necessarily without the ability to fight.

After Zhang Laita finished eating a chicken leg, he wiped the grease from his fingers on his Taoist robe, whose color could no longer be identified. Under the moonlight, he took the Longyin sword, held it in front of his eyes to look at it for a while, and gently stroked the blade with his hand, his face full of reminiscence.

"Although the sword is still the same sword, it is no longer the Heavenly Sword. Most of the people I know in this world are gone. Things have really changed!"

After looking at and stroking it for a while, Zhang Laita returned the Dragon Roar Sword to Chu Yuan.

"How is Emei Sect doing now?"

Zhang Laita asked Chu Yuan again.

The Sword of the Heavenly Sword originally belonged to the Emei Sect. Since Chu Yuan recast the Sword of the Heavenly Sword into the Dragon Roar Sword, the broken sword must have been obtained from the Emei Sect!

"The situation is very bad. The original Emei Sect experienced a great disaster, and all the disciples died. Later, a group of Taoists rebuilt the Emei Sect on the old site. The Emei Sect's martial arts are incomplete, and in recent years, it has declined to a third-rate small sect in the martial arts world."

"When I went to Mount Emei a few years ago, I happened to help the Emei Sect repair its incomplete martial arts. They gave me the fragments of the magic weapon as a thank you gift. In the past few years, the Emei Sect has gradually recovered its vitality."

Chu Yuan said to Zhang Sloppy.

Chu Yuan knew Zhang Laita and why he cared so much about the Emei Sect.

In a sense, the Emei Sect was also founded by his first love.

It’s a pity that the flower is willing but the water is flowing, and Lao Zhang has been single all his life.

"That's good. The sect has finally been passed down and has not been cut off."

Zhang said in a sloppy manner.

"Senior, there is something I don't understand."

Chu Yuan said to Zhang Sloppy.

"Ask whatever you want!"

Zhang Laita looked at Chu Yuan, his eyes filled with satisfaction and appreciation.

For many years, he thought that there would never be another person like himself in this world.

He will die alone.

Who knew that there would be another person with talents comparable to his in this world!

Not only was he able to create his own martial arts at a young age, he had also become famous in the martial arts world and was known as the Qingcheng Sword Immortal.

What happened at the Hengshan City Retirement Conference had spread throughout the Huguang area, with the Qingcheng Sect's performance being the most eye-catching. Zhang Laila had also heard about it.

In Zhang Laita's opinion, the Qingcheng Sect in the past was just a second-rate sect in the martial arts world. Its leader Yu Canghai did things to achieve his goals by any means necessary. He did not seem like a righteous person and was not worthy of being on the table.

But nowadays, masters of Qingcheng Sect emerge in large numbers, and they are already catching up with Shaolin and Wudang.

All this is because of the Taoist priest in front of him who is less than 30 years old.

Zhang Laita admires Chu Yuan very much and feels that Chu Yuan is very similar to himself.

The only difference is that this kid has had it too smooth, unlike himself who went through many hardships in his youth before he founded the Wudang Sect and made Wudang stand on equal footing with Shaolin to become the leading force in the righteous martial arts world.

"Since you are still alive, why didn't you show up to save Wudang when it encountered disaster?"

Chu Yuan thought of another thing and asked Zhang Laita.

As far as he knew, Wudang suffered heavy losses when the evil cult wreaked havoc in the martial arts world decades ago.

The founder's sword, the Zhenwu sword, and the handwritten "Tai Chi Boxing Sutra" by Zhang Laita were also taken away by the evil cult.

It seems a little unreasonable that Zhang Sloppy did not show up when the Wudang Sect suffered such a heavy blow.

"My dear Chu, although I have lived for more than two hundred years, I have not always walked in the world. Every once in a while, I need to take a nap and only move around in the world after waking up."

Zhang Laita tells about his own situation.

"Like Chen Tuan or Peng Zu?"

Chu Yuan said.

As a Taoist priest, Chu Yuan naturally knew many stories about the immortality of Chen Ta or Peng Zu.

"good."

Zhang Sloppy nodded and said:

"Descendants have their own blessings. They need to walk many paths by themselves. Besides, how do you know that I didn't help them? I just helped them avoid a disaster."

Chu Yuan suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he blurted out:
"Could it be that the reason why Wudang and Shaolin did not attend the Retirement Conference was because of the seniors?"

"Young friend Chu is smart." Zhang Lazi smiled and said:

"Whenever a new sect rises, the old sects will always take an attitude of suppression. When the Taoist priest founded the martial arts sect, Shaolin was like this. I didn't expect that many years later, the martial arts sect founded by the Taoist priest would join forces with Shaolin to suppress other sects in order to prevent the rise of new sects."

"Little do they know that if they want to suppress a sect that has a rare talent, they will not be able to do so simply by suppressing it. It will only lead to a bloody nose."

Chu Yuan understood.

This is Zhang Sanfeng, the Taoist master, who felt that Wudang was at a disadvantage at the hands of the Qingcheng Sect in participating in this retreat conference, so he drove them back.

As for the Shaolin sect, they probably withdrew as well after seeing Wudang withdraw.

"Senior, how strong are you now?"

Chu Yuan then asked Zhang Sloppy.

In his opinion, since Zhang Laita had lived from the Southern Song Dynasty to the middle of the Ming Dynasty, a total of more than two hundred years, his skills must have been unprecedented in history, and his martial arts were no different from those of an immortal.

"In terms of martial arts, I am no match for you now, so you don't need to bring this sword to defend me."

Zhang Laita was eating meat and drinking wine. He glanced at the Dragon Roar Sword at Chu Yuan's feet.

"How can this be……"

Chu Yuan felt unbelievable.

He couldn't believe that Zhang Laita, who had lived for more than two hundred years, would not be his opponent. He clearly felt that the aura of Zhang Laita in front of him was in harmony with the heaven and earth, and had reached the state of harmony between man and nature.

"Nothing is impossible. Not to mention you, even if it's Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, or your senior brother, I can only fight them for two hours at most without losing."

Zhang looked at Chu Yuan with a sloppy look: "My dear Chu, do you know that human life span has a limit?"

Chu Yuan was puzzled: "Lifespan limit?"

Zhang Sloppy nodded and said, "That's right. Even if you practice Taoist health and longevity techniques, no matter how high your internal strength is, you won't live past 150 years old."

Chu Yuan: "But you lived from the Southern Song Dynasty to the middle of the Ming Dynasty, so you should have broken this limit, right?"

Zhang Sloppy: "I have lived for 256 years, which is indeed a breakthrough in human lifespan, but it is not without cost. Just like what I said before, I spend most of my time sleeping to slow down the consumption of my energy. I also use the internal force I cultivated to slow down the aging of my body. I sleep for to years, to years, and only have a year or so to wake up and move around in the world."

Chu Yuan: "I see, most of your power is used to slow down the aging of your body, so when you fight with others, the power you can use is limited?"

Zhang Sloppy: “Indeed.”

Chu Yuan: "But senior, is this kind of immortality worth it?"

Zhang Sloppy: "Why is this not worth it? Even if the tortoise lives long, it still has its end. At least I can sit here and drink, eat meat and chat with you two hundred years later. This is all worth it."

……

Chu Yuan and Zhang Laita, two Taoist priests, one old and one young.

Sitting on the roof, chatting like friends.

We talked about the chicken in the oil paper, which was only a pile of bones, and the empty wine in the big-bellied wine jar...

Before we knew it, the morning star set, a hint of paleness appeared on the horizon, and the sky began to brighten.

In the inn below, there were also sounds of guests getting up, opening doors and talking.

They talked about everything, not just martial arts.

One is a martial arts legend who lived for 256 years, and the other is a time traveler who came from another era with knowledge far beyond this era.

Although the two had never met before, they seemed to be good friends at first sight.

Zhang Laita talked a lot, while Chu Yuan was more of a listener.

Although Chu Yuan had watched the TV series and read the novel "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" in his previous life, he knew some of the plot of the drama.

However, the content of Yitian is just a small and insignificant part of Lao Zhang’s 256 years of life.

(End of this chapter)