The red dust in the sky swept away the prosperity everywhere, but could not blow into the closed mountain gate. In this noisy place, there is a seemingly out-of-the-way Cucui Temple, and there is also a person with a weird nature, Miaoyu.
The long black hair spilled over the dim Taoist robe, reflecting the aloof face. Both of her parents died, and she took her to practice cultivation. While someone else's daughter enjoyed the warmth of the family, she was doomed to be isolated from the world. God indifferently deprived her of the right to happiness. She did not say a word, but more decisively gave up the ability to suffer.