Freedom can be an immortal, salvation can be a chivalry, the sword of the sky, the law of the Tao, and the finger of immortality. My way is called the sky, my law is called the earth, the great thousand is in the purple mansion, and the refining of Sumeru is in the mud pill, how magnificent it is! I am the master of the great thousands, and I am the king of all eternity! What a glory! This was the ideal that every hot-blooded monk once shared, and now it all fell on his head...... Heaven and earth are born to be ruthless! Dare to take poison at the age of five, dare to fight immortals at the age of eight, behead three thousand thoughts, and become a nine-grade ...... Who in the world can? Treat the common people with faith, reward relatives with truth, repay brothers with righteousness, and love people with sincerity. Who said that cultivating immortals and dying Taoist friends? Who must be cold-blooded? And look at the same blood, different kings.