Fengyue is guilty, Immortal Dao is ruthless
The eternal laws of the three realms have always been cold and mean.
Immortal cultivators cut off love, love, punish thoughts, and seal their hearts. They regard the seven emotions as calamities, love as sins, and obsessions as demons. On the eternal path to immortality, thousands of monks have broken through love and hate in the mortal world, and abandoned the ties of the world, just for the sake of transcending the six realms and immortality.
Everyone praises the ruthless road as the most just, the most transparent, and the most regret-free.
But throughout the ages, no one has dared to ask——
Those sincerities crushed by the road, the deep feelings torn apart by fate, and the romantic moon sacrificed by the common people, what is wrong with them?
The secret realm of Cangwu, where the sea of clouds cuts off the hustle and bustle of the world, and the parasol trees remain evergreen, is the only pure land in the Three Realms that is free from killing, tainted by precepts, and free from trapping people's hearts.
This place gave birth to a goddess named Feng Jian.
She was born in the first bud of a sacred tree and grew up in the beginning of ancient times. The heaven and earth cast her immortal soul, and the mountains and seas gave her a stunning character. She holds a sacred scroll of spiritual paper in her hand. When she writes, she can draw stars, rivers, mountains and seas. When she writes, she can calm down the illusions of the nine heavens. When she sits quietly, she can calm all the spirits in the secret realm.
She has no father or mother, no relatives, no reason, no obsession, no greed and delusion, and has lived alone in Cangwu for hundreds of millions of years.
See all the separations and reunions in the mortal world, all the immortal gates of love and enlightenment, all the flowers blooming and leaves falling, and the reincarnation of the four seasons.
She was originally a heartless and loveless god, silent for eternity, unfazed by the years. She was supposed to have no sorrow or joy until the end of heaven and earth.
Until that autumn rain came, and white clothes came through the mist, shattering her eternal silence and overturning her hopeless immortality.
The visitor is Jiang Feng, the only ruthless Tao heavenly child in Kunlun for ten thousand years, and the immortal seedling who has placed high hopes on the Righteous Tao for eternity.
He entered the mountain gate as a baby, and was locked away by heaven's seven emotions and six desires, and was engraved with all the ruthless precepts by his master. Throughout his life, he used ice to temper his Taoist heart, used killing to refine immortal bones, and took the common people as his own responsibility.
Everyone in the world said that Jiang Feng was born ruthless and was destined to be alone and soar, without any ties to him for eternity.
But no one knew that his Taoist heart, which had been frozen for seventeen years, would burst into pieces the moment he encountered a touch of red clothes, and he would never recover.
The most cruel thing about heaven is that it never prohibits love.
It is to first give the ultimate tenderness, the ultimate perfection, the ultimate two-way rush, and then completely destroy it with your own hands, leaving no room, no retreat, and no afterlife.
Let the living be trapped in the purgatory of eternal lovesickness, and let the dead be shattered into a place where there is no place left in the world.
Let Feng Yue be guilty, let the deep love become a calamity, let a meeting lead to eternal separation.
This is Jiang Feng and Feng Jian, a fate destined to be written into the most painful tragedy in the Three Realms.
Intention: You are indeed waiting for me in my worst-case scenario