Yun Jian Xuan Huang Lu

The beautiful scenery at the northern foot of Chunyang Palace is no longer as fairyland-like as it used to be. The ground of the flower pavilion is no longer as green as it used to be. The gurgling creek has long since dried up. The withered peach trees no longer have flowers flying freely and whispering to accompany you to the end of the world. The stone table in front of the pavilion is covered with dust, and the guqin on it has long since decayed, and the music is no longer flowing. The bell of Luoyun Palace has not been ringing for a long time. Perhaps the disciple who rang the bell died in the flames of war, or maybe he is at home all over the world. Qianyuan Hall is in dilapidated condition and has lost its former glory. The purple light of the Destiny Reincarnation Disk has dissipated. Who knows if its soul is in shackles, and only its body is struggling. Under the peach and plum trees, the beauty is no longer visible, not to mention the swaying dancing posture and beautiful face, and the taciturn young man. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.