When the fairy world regards "fate" as its chess piece and mortals as its sons, a gamble spanning the three realms has quietly begun.
He was a good-for-nothing immortal who was driven out of the wilderness, but he realized on the top of the Corpse Mountain that "the great road is not in the clouds, but in the breath of all living beings"; she was the judge in charge of reincarnation, and she illuminated hundreds of thousands of wronged souls with her soul lamp, and finally understood that "if order cannot tolerate compassion, it is the greatest illusion."
There is no crazy demon who destroys the world for love. There is only a group of "sane people" with their own obsessions before the catastrophe of the immortal world——
The Buddha who once slaughtered millions of demons smashed his golden body to protect a city of mortals;
The god of war in heaven, who regards rules as his belief, wields his sword to cut off the "common sacrifice array" set up by his mentor;
Even the young master of the demon clan, who was reviled as the "source of trouble", used his demon blood to nourish the last rice field in the world at the critical moment of the world's destruction.
What they fight is not love and love, but the hypocritical "righteousness" of the immortal sect, the cold "balance" of heaven, and the contempt of the word "common people" by all those above them.
When he, as a mortal, raised his sword and pointed at the "Destiny" beyond the nine heavens, what stood behind him was the monk who had given up his Buddha nature, the god who had abandoned his path to immortality, and the demon who drank blood for a living but protected the smoke from the kitchen smoke.
"The so-called avenue is never a staircase for a few people to overlook all living beings, but a clear sky for millions of people who have stepped on the corpses and are still willing to hold up for those who come after."
This is a game of IQ and structure. There are no misunderstandings, only confrontations between opponents; there is no bloody betrayal, only back-to-backs in times of crisis - you guard the fireworks in the world, and I will protect you.
In the end, the immortal bones can be broken and the devil's heart can be dissected, but the common people cannot bear the burden.
When the dust settled, there was no difference between the immortals and the mortals in the three realms. Only among the lights of thousands of houses came a sentence: "Today's moon is brighter than ever."
Intent: A subversive reconstruction of the relationship between "the great road" and "the common people", and also a dialectical reflection on "collective value" and "individual meaning"
