There is a bone-painted flower between heaven and earth. When it blooms, it reflects the obsessions of all living beings. When it falls, it affects life and death in the three realms. Aling is the last painted bone flower demon in this world. Her mother lost her soul to protect her, and she was chased by the demon world all the way. Her origin was shattered and scarred. Following her mother's orders, she stepped into Cangxuan Mountain and met the legendary god of the ten thousand-year-old tree, Cangxuan.
Cang Xuan was heartless, cold and ascetic, guarding the mountains and rivers for thousands of years, never stopping for anyone, but the moment he saw Aling, the inner lake that had been silent for thousands of years quietly rippled. He took her in as a vassal and protected her in the Mountain God's Mansion.
Her foundation was broken and so painful that she couldn't sleep, so she huddled quietly outside his palace, coveting the warm wood air that could sustain her life; he saw it in his eyes and remained silent, but used his divine power every night to silently nourish her foundation that was on the verge of collapse. He was the only light and life-saving straw in her desperate situation, but she didn't know that she was also his only salvation in the ten thousand years of loneliness.
Day and night, restraint and heartbeat are repeatedly pulled together. He would lose consciousness because of her laughter, get angry because of her grievances, and panic because of her distance; she would be moved by his protection, fall for his secret tenderness, and feel uneasy because of his deliberate alienation.
But the short-term peace was fleeting, and the forces of the demon world, which coveted the power of the painted bone flower, came back. Mother-killing revenge and dust-covered secrets followed one after another. Even his stable status as a god for thousands of years was thrown into a life-or-death crisis because of her.
When the flames of war dyed Cangxuan Mountain red, she burned her roots for him, and he spent ten thousand years of cultivation for her, the two finally understood: the so-called parasitism is just the beginning of staying together; the so-called extension of life is always a two-way journey.
