Twenty years ago, Ruan Qiong, the admirer of the gods, jumped off the platform, fell into the vast sea, and found the ghost gambling city. After decades of practice, Ruan Qiong regained consciousness for the first time, but met a young child who fell into the water. He jumped into the sea, rescued the child, and left him a bright light. At that moment, golden waves shook the sea, and the blood contract was first formed. However, he failed to become immortal and fell into the human world.
Twenty years ago, Ling Yu, the lonely god of the ghost world, was pushed into a coffin and exiled to the world. When he fell into the water, he was rescued by a god in white clothes. The man said: "My surname is Ruan and my name is Qiong." From then on, he cultivated into the divine world and changed his surname to Nangong, just to find him again.
Twenty years later, Nangong Yu came to the Ghost Casino. Deep in the attic, he saw Ruan Qiong. Ruan Qiong has long forgotten him - according to the rules of the gods, gods will forget their most important people every year.
He forgets, but he remembers.
Nangong Yu said, "You only have eyes for me." Ruan Qiong didn't believe it. They bet their lives to kill the same person. When the swords were facing each other, Nangong Yu committed suicide with his sword: "Immortal, if you don't remember me, I will admit it." Ruan Qiong stopped him out of instinct: "I, Ruan Qiong, never let people die without guilt."
They didn't kill him. The man's name was Song Wuzhi, a man who merged with ghosts and gods, and brought the word "Master".
It takes a hundred days to raise the saucer, and it takes ten thousand days to shine the sword.
Gambling is suspended. Ruan Qiong wanted to return to the God Realm, and Nangong Yu handed over the sword: "If you want to do it, then do it, even if it is difficult."
Ruan Qiong took the sword and looked at him for a long time.
As he continuously shuttles through the four realms, everything in the past is like a golden flying rope, connecting the bottom of the sky and the top of the sky, displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
The Reverse Tower of Reincarnation is their last chance.
Six thousand years of waiting, six thousand years of searching. Gambling on life turns into gambling on heart. Their lives are not in the hands of their master, nor in the hands of the divine world.
Destiny is in each other's hands.
If the wick of the lamp is extinguished, I will split the heavens and be willing to accompany you on your journey.
Intention: Destiny is in each other's hands