Crossing the Sky

I buried my sword in tears and rushed to Lingshan Mountain. Love is hard to overcome. Every step is due to mindfulness. How can we follow the path to Buddhahood? Look at this dance between gods and immortals, but the rhythm is just like that between demons. When I picked up the pen, your name was already in the Buddhist scriptures. Looking at the cold clouds hanging on the moon, thousands of immortals are waiting in front of me, and evil ghosts and demons are following me to cover the sky. I smiled at the blood spilled on the path to immortality, but now I am drunk and leisurely. **All immortals, my sword dance is fading. I want to fight against the sky. Who can stop me? Look at the fairy blood sprinkled all over the return journey. I said, Buddha, don't cry. I will take you across. I will take you across with my sword. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.