She is the first ray of spiritual consciousness at the beginning of the world, and is in charge of cause and effect in the world.
In order to mend the crack in the sky, she killed herself and fell into the mortal world.
When she opened her eyes again, she became Gu Nianxue, the abandoned daughter with purple eyes who was regarded as a monster in Zixia Pavilion.
When the Pavilion Master Liang Ruyi first met her, he was shocked and changed her name. He taught her carefully, but also frantically tried to find the shadow of the late master in her.
Later, the imperial sister Yuan Xinglan broke into Zixia Pavilion, the sisters reunited, and the fog gradually cleared.
Later, the secret realm underwent a sudden change, and the godhead returned to his original position.
When she stood in the main hall of Wanhua Palace again in the posture of a god——
The once arrogant disciples all knelt down, their eyes red, and they were trembling and did not dare to step forward.
Only the third disciple Yan Fei, who had caused internal strife and forced her soul to reshape and fall, stared at the cold and gentle girl in front of her, her eyes were bloodshot and her breathing had stopped.
Facing the madness and temptation of her disciples, Gu Nianxue just gently brushed away the dust on her sleeves.
Her eyes were compassionate and cold, and her voice was as soft as coaxing a child:
"Fool, why are you crying?"
"You are a part of me that was cut off from me."
"In the end, I am among you, and you are among me."
Intention: She is the spiritual consciousness that first opened up in the world, and she is also the lingering cinnabar mole in their hearts.
This article aims to explore a bond that transcends secular definitions: when the Creator falls from the altar and becomes a nurturer, when looking up becomes looking flatly or even looking down, how should love and hate be placed?
This is not a simple reunion, but a practice about "finding yourself" and "redefining relationships". The gods were ruthless, but they were stained by the smoke and fire of the world because of these children; the disciples were heartless, but they only understood the compassion in their master's eyes after losing them.
The so-called perfection does not mean that a broken mirror reunites, but that I finally recognize that you are originally a part of my soul.