The morning light is first shining, the green mountains stretch, the Taoist temple is covered with dust, and the bluestone ends.
I saw a young man with an immortal spirit, standing with a sword in his hand, his green clothes swaying, moving automatically in the absence of wind, and his long sword: killing gods.
He waved his hands towards the sky and whispered softly: "Xuantian's edict! All the ways of heaven and earth, humans and demons, immortals and demons; the way of heaven is peaceful, and the way of humanity is everlasting!"
