Also known as "Mu Xin Zhaotang"
No CP, not some invincible heroine, there is an outline.
Introduction to the unreliable version: After traveling to the world of cultivation, Qingxu found out that he was a loser - missing four of the five elements and only living with weeds on the roadside.
In this world, the big monks are cool and domineering. And she was hung from a tree for stealing food.
Just when she thought she was going to be fucked by a human, the tree suddenly spoke to her: "Sisters, are you feeling aggrieved? I think back then there was a fierce man named Yutang who was hanged like this."
Later she discovered that she could understand the complaints of all plants. And they remember every piece of history that has been tampered with, including the "god-killing hoax" thousands of years ago.
Now, the four largest sects in the monastic world want to kill her because she always lets the grass under her feet recite their dark history loudly when they are pretending to be sexy.
[Live quietly, farm, and expose the world by the way] - Qingxu's survival notes, reads this on the title page.
Introduction to the serious version: God is dead, and some people have become new "gods".
Thousands of years ago, the pioneer Yutang killed a god with blood, but was revered by later generations as a "hero who seized power." With the "wood" law of life liberation, she quietly blended into the world and became dust in silence.
Thousands of years later, the four major sects have stood up, squeezing the living space of ordinary people. The young girl Qingxu was hung from an ancient tree because of her resistance, but she resonated with the memory of the tree and glimpsed the erased truth: what Yutang wanted was never power, but the annihilation of privilege itself.
When she touches the flowers and plants, broken memories rush in - history is alive, and it roars in every leaf. And she will be the first one to understand.
This is a story about forgetting, memory and return. When the fifth law awakens, what the world is waiting for is a sound that will collapse all altars and privileges: the echo.
Intention: Destroy all altars and let all sentient beings become your own shore.
