Thousands of Mountains and Snow

On the top of thousands of mountains, beside the sky, the sky is thousands of miles away, full of joy. The north wind is bleak, and the snow is beginning to clear. We should ask this day, what is the birth of Tao? The sky is always silent. After all, the sounds of the sky are hard to hear and the road is hard to find! Now I am standing here alone, using this residual body to resist. If my body disappears, only this residual blood will dye these ten realms and nine continents red! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.