The Master of Qingming Taoism in the Ancient World

Traveling through the prehistoric times, I became a bitter bamboo under Mount Buzhou. I wanted to be pure and seek the Tao, but the murderous calamity had already begun. Longhan's embers are not yet cold, but the lich's beacon will rise. In this case, we will not worship Hongjun, we will not respect the lich, we will find transcendence in the tribulation of killing, and we will realize eternity in the annihilation. I walk among the tribulations and circle around the saints, just to uncover the ultimate fog that shrouds the ancient world - the final destiny called "the road returns to ruins". When the decline of the universe is inevitable, I am willing to incarnate on the other side and open up a "homeland of nothing" for all living beings. This is my Hunyuan Avenue.