The old author of the Lord of the fairyland by the rivers and mountains outside the fog, I promise after finishing this, I like his immortal Xia very much, and the profile is domineering enough.


    Introduction:


    The immortal is nine days high. Three thousand years is spring and three thousand years is autumn.


    For thousands of years, only one spring and autumn.


    People who linger underground will live only a hundred years. They have not seen spring and autumn, and have become ashes.


    But here I am!


    Although the sky is high? But not as high as my heart!


    Although spring and autumn are far away, they are not as far away as my sword.


    My sword, cut nine days up and ten thousand immortals down.


    Boundless fairy way, I am the Lord!