The soft bones hide the edge, go against the heart and follow the path, and a thought will startle the giant.
The fragrant pistils in the world have practiced hard for thousands of years and transformed into immortals.
A weak body dares to resist the power of immortals, and a lonely man breaks the rules of heaven.
Even if the nine heavens have determined the superiority and inferiority, even if the power controls life and death,
I use a wisp of flower soul to reverse this decadent way of heaven!
