The purple sky is forbidden, and thousands of immortals are dreaming.
Killing immortals breaks the rhyme, weeps blood to calm the soul.
Qilinhan Cliff is so close to the end of the world.
The sky is locked, the dust is restrained and the industry is settled.
In the cold ruins of the netherworld, the remaining souls rest in peace.
Immortals and Buddhas have different paths, and strangers have a safe path.
The three pure worlds are separated forever, and the grievances and grudges are settled in the dust.
The long journey of Biyou is silent, and thousands of immortals are in peace.
Becoming a god is not the end, but the beginning of his life's redemption.
I will not be an enemy of the way of heaven, nor will I fight with my senior brothers.
The hatred of destroying our family will never be forgotten in this life; we will be separated from each other forever.
Don't ask for the awe of the ancient world, don't ask for the return of thousands of immortals.
I just hope that the old friends under the cliff will suffer less, that the disciples in heaven will be safe, and that the lonely souls can rest in peace.
That's enough.
Reader comments
Hello everyone, I am Jiuwu Erqi, the author of this book.
This is a different kind of prehistoric novel, with no revenge, no reconciliation, no demonic reform, and no resurrection.
What I want to write about is not a decisive and murderous Tongtian leader, but a master who lost all his disciples but still chose to protect them in his own way.
He had the power to overthrow the Three Realms, but for the sake of the stability of the Ten Thousand Immortals, he took the initiative to put down his killing spree.
He didn't forgive Sanqing, but he no longer resented her.
All he wants is that his old friends at the foot of the cliff will suffer less, that his disciples in heaven will be safe, that his lonely souls can rest in peace, and that all immortals who have been taught by him can finally rest in peace.
If you also like this kind of Tongtian and this kind of Jiejiao, please give it a five-star rating and vote for free to support it.
Every support from you is motivation for me to keep writing.
Thank you for meeting me. I hope we can all find our own tenderness in the breeze of Biyou Palace.
There are too many thoughts in Fengshen that are difficult to reconcile. What is your biggest regret? Let's chat in the comment section. You can also give your valuable opinions, I will adopt them
Hello everyone, I am Jiuwu Erqi, the author of this book. This is a different kind of prehistoric novel, with no revenge, no reconciliation, no demonic reform, and no resurrection. What I want to write about is not a decisive and murderous Tongtian leader, but a master who lost all his disciples but still chose to protect them in his own way. He had the power to overthrow the Three Realms, but for the sake of the stability of the Ten Thousand Immortals, he took the initiative to put down his killing spree. He didn't forgive Sanqing, but he no longer resented her. All he wants is that his old friends at the foot of the cliff will suffer less, that his disciples in heaven will be safe, that his lonely souls can rest in peace, and that all immortals who have been taught by him can finally rest in peace. If you also like this kind of Tongtian and this kind of Jiejiao, please give it a five-star rating and vote for free to support it. Every support from you is motivation for me to keep writing. Thank you for meeting me. I hope we can all find our own tenderness in the breeze of Biyou Palace. There are too many thoughts in Fengshen that are difficult to reconcile. What is your biggest regret? Let's chat in the comment section. You can also give your valuable opinions, I will adopt them