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In the volcano, the mechanical palace left by the great sages is eager for a successor.

My mother fought for it with her life and obtained the seal of the palace, and entrusted it to Ning Zhuo before she died.

My Buddha's heart and devil seal!

To save oneself is to become a Buddha, to save others is to become a devil.

The seal holder lightly carves the heart seal and controls the mechanism like a feather. Everyone controls it, and they are exhausted and heavy; Ning Zhuo uses one to control thousands, and it is as light as dancing.

Ning Zhuo: "Mother, I will definitely live up to your trust and get the palace!"

It is exactly:

The fairy dolls communicate with the secrets of spirits, and the ingenuity of craftsmanship is in line with the truth.

The universe opens up a new realm, and the splendor of things is equal to the sky.

The ancient bells pass on the law, and the moon dances with clear light.

The true body has everything, who can be the enemy in the world!

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The boundless universe was filled with all sorts of wonders.

I, Chen *Ping An, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode!

My name is Chen Ping An, Ping An* of Peace, and I am a swordsman.

The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of the East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

An impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

Notes:

* Ping An means peace

** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”.

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