Xuanhua has been practicing outside for three hundred years.
He has learned a lot and met a lot of people. He wanted to go back countless times, but was stopped by Sublimation.
Ninghua said that he could not come back without Jindan.
Xuan Hua had no choice but to walk outside. At that time, the realm of self-cultivation was still bordered by the human world. The human world was upright and warring states, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and endless wars. The centuries-old war caused the raging of unjust souls and spooks. Xuanhua walks in the world alone with a sword, slaying ghosts, exorcising evil spirits, staying in broken temples at night to listen to the wind and rain, and walking in the countryside to smell the fragrance of rice.
Sophia Su followed behind him, watching this era that finally intersected with her world, and seeing Xuanhua finally become the person she had read in the book, she couldn’t help but feel emotional.
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