It was a lifetime ago.
With nothing in his hands, he traveled to the ends of the earth and practiced cultivation alone. But as usual, he found the nearest town to stay when it got dark. Without thinking, he offended Fan Si and ruined his cultivation for countless lifetimes.
Looking back in this life, everything remains the same.
It's still the ancient city with peach blossoms and willow branches, it's still the dark and humble nameless inn, it's still the lingering lingering voice.
Conception: