The reality is a story about a poor painter fighting to stay alive in troubled times.
She just came here to do odd jobs and explore the so-called rivers and lakes in the book. However, life was not satisfactory, so she chose to take this path with him. She went north to join the army and went to the court, messing up this dream of blooming flowers. It was also the prosperity of this purple road that messed up her.
In this misty land of mountains and rivers, where demons danced wildly, she used her poor painting skills to draw beautiful mountains and rivers on the pale paper, the small bridges and flowing water that everyone expected, and the future that others could not peep into.
There is a layer of paper that breaks without being poked, there is a sutra that one can become a Buddha without reciting, there are some words that one can understand without saying them, there is a faith that cannot be blown by the wind and struck by thunder.
She holds a long sword in her hand and raises it to the air, just for those who protect her, help her, believe in her, love her, and die for her. From then on, she swept the world, encompassed the four seas, and occupied all the wastelands.
The world of mortals is in chaos, the world is in catastrophe, the emperor appears, and the purple star returns.
