That doomed life-and-death battle pierced the horizon, leaving a scar that will never heal.
As the hustle and bustle subsides, obsession arises.
In the depths of the Netherworld, in the Palace of Reincarnation, the Master of the Palace of Reincarnation looked through time at that figure - in this life, she was called Nangong Wan.
He watched her practice and travel, and watched her fall in love again with the ordinary-looking young man named "Han Li".
Fellow Taoists all know the story that followed.
But there were some things that Wangyu didn't write down, and Han Li didn't know.
From the moment she appeared, there was a gaze that pressed the pause button on this destined fate.
The road to immortality will eventually become immortal, but as long as the heart is still there, at some point, you will still feel happy and sad, love and hate, move and feel pain, be greedy, jealous, and have delusions that you shouldn't have.
It turns out that after tens of millions of years, as the master of the great road of reincarnation, he was confident that he knew the outcome of all things, but in the end he failed to calculate accurately - his own mortal heart.
Reading Guide
Core: A fic from "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortality", the main character is the Master of the Reincarnation Hall/Han Li × Nangong Wan/Gan Rushuang. No time travel, no magic modification, this is the most affectionate "if" of the original work.
Style: serious drama, partial to fatalistic entanglements and philosophical speculation. It's a very cool novel, with deep and strong emotional lines, both torture and redemption.
Characters: The entanglement between Han Li and Nangong Wan for several generations. Strong x strong female, the heroine is sober and independent, looking for the definition of "me" in the torrent of fate.
Tribute: The world view closely adheres to the original work, filling the gap of meaning. I hope this story can make you, who loves Nangong Wan, smile and gain enlightenment!
Intention: The end of time, the reincarnation of cause and effect, the road is long, people are looking forward to it, my heart is fruitless, my path has no end, after all, am I cultivating an immortal?
