Half demon and half immortal, my master said that my immortal bones have not been exhausted and my demon bones have not been removed. I have already jumped out of the three realms. I have been cultivating for thousands of years, but I can't get rid of my dusty heart. I just wanted to watch the rolling dust of mortals and watch from the sidelines. However, in the end I still can't stand aside. I don't know when I have been deeply trapped in it and can't extricate myself. It's dusk in the long pavilion, old songs are ashes, a thousand dreams are gone, the soul is far away, a tea tree is like snow, five stories, five plays, from the audience to the actors on the stage, they will not be able to escape this fate after all, but I don't believe it!