There is a peach in the empty mountain for thousands of years. Just because a mortal sits in the shade of the tree for a moment, a ray of soul is firmly carved into the spiritual bones.
She gave up the longevity of vegetation and spent three lives searching for:
In his first life, he was a prince and was involved in power and disaster. She personally gave him the elixir of life to bear the death penalty for him;
The second generation turned into a commoner scholar, watching him quietly from across a courtyard of fireworks as he married, had children, and lived a peaceful life;
The three generations met at the Taoist Demon Slayer Sect, and their hearts fell in love with each other, but they were trapped in the chess game played by Heaven.
He carries the immortal bones nourished by the charm of peach blossoms and elixirs. On one side, he has a huge burden on the righteous path of his master, and on the other side, he has the demon spirits who are pouring all their money into him. Finally, the three-foot demon-slaying sword fell, and the peach blossom spirit breath scattered and disappeared with the wind.
He personally removed all the immortal roots from his body, sealed up the remaining elixir breath, shed all his glory, and walked thousands of miles alone as a mortal, slowly completing the travel agreement that the two of them had never fulfilled.
The demon who has the same origin as her, sees through the world and watches the chess game with a cold eye, hides the secret of collecting the remaining souls alone, and quietly stays outside the end game, fighting against the entire nihilistic pastime.
Mountains and rivers are long, traveling to the end of the world, and the old peach blossom that I miss can no longer be found in the world.
All living beings are involved, and no one can help himself. Even with God's perspective, there is no way to survive.
Purpose: This book uses the peach blossom obsession of reincarnation in three lives as a clue to describe the involuntary actions of all living beings in the chess game of heaven. There is no absolute villain. Everyone's choices are in line with their own position, but in the end they cannot get out of the predicament of fate. The article explores the difference between obsession and true intention: blind pursuit of obsession will eventually consume the self, and only by letting go of the shackles can one return to the original stability of the soul; at the same time, it depicts that in the great era, all living beings have regrets. Ordinary people, like fairies, cannot escape from others and cannot get what they want. Accepting the shortcomings of life is the greatest fulfillment of all perseverance.