Chen Su suddenly died in a rental house, opened his eyes again, and was buried in the ice and snow.
Once he traveled to another world, he became the lowest mortal disciple of the Red Lotus Sect, as humble as a piece of grass.
There is no mercy in this immortal world. Immortals feed mortals as taboos, while monks regard all living beings as rotten dogs.
Everyone in the world says that there is a dawn at the end of the long night, and the long river flows forever.
But no one dares to say that the long night is an eternal cage imprisoning all living beings. Under the long river, there are piles of dead bones of countless living beings.
Haoran is upright? Tao follows nature? Mechanical work? Laws and orders rule the world?
There is no right or wrong in the world, and there is no fairness in life. The so-called evolution has always only given temporary survival permission to those who survived.
In the desperate situation, Chen Su slowly laughed.
"I used to think that strong people could break through situations with strength and control their own destiny.
Only now did I understand what the great road is: knowing that you will die on the road ahead, but still keeping your appointment with your life. "
Mortals step into another world and merge with demons and immortals.
I will burn the dawn, I will cross the long river, and I will reorganize the rivers and mountains for future generations!
