Three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Pillar collapsed, Buzhou Mountain broke apart, the ancestral dragon cried blood, the Yuanfeng sealed the flames, the immortals and gods locked themselves in the heavenly gate, the spiritual veins of China dried up, and cultivation became a legend. Three thousand years later, Ziwei's beam of light penetrated the world of Chang'an, and the ancestral dragon of Buzhou Mountain resonated against the scales. Zi Fan and Ling Yue, who have ancient bloodlines, came from the dust.
Zi Fan holds the Xuanmen compass to survey the wind and calm the water, hoping to repair the shapes of mountains and rivers and the heart of people; the nine purples in Ling Yue's palm are separated from the fire and burned to preserve the truth, vowing to ignite the turbid fire of heaven and the lamp of ordinary heart. What the two bring about is never a superior rescue, but an awakening that everyone can participate in.
The scholar's pen and ink give rise to the charm of the Tao, the weaver girl's cloud brocade contains vitality, the doctor's silver needle opens the meridians, and the craftsman's utensils condense the soul. Warriors, merchants, farmers, and officials can all realize the Tao in their own professions, and achieve the same goal in all walks of life.
The road ahead is full of thorns, the spirit-devouring sect's demonic shadow is watching, fragments of mountain and river seals are scattered, demons from outside the territory are whispering, and there are even more inner tests where the power backfires and the true heart is lost. The nine realms of cultivation are advanced step by step, the dual cultivation of life and life, and the training of the heart in the world of mortals are all the transcendence of life and self.
This is not a myth about immortals and gods saving the world, but an epic of cultivation for ordinary people climbing up the stairs. It does not talk about how to become immortals, but only talks about how to become a better person. When the gate of immortality reopens, Zifan and Lingyue will finally reveal the core truth: the highest truth is in the fireworks of the world, and the truest fairy is flesh and blood and lovers.
Jiu Zili's fire luck has started, and the spiritual veins are gradually awakening. Look at the crape myrtle illuminating the road, the dragon and the phoenix determining the universe, every mortal finds his own way and becomes his own immortal.
