These are two rather awkward gods. One thinks he wants power and status, while the other pursues freedom with single-minded devotion.
Only later do they realize that all they wanted was this: on a winter night, you warming wine by my side as I cup my hands for warmth, the years leaving us undisturbed as we walk on softly.
Legend says that thirteen ancient gods live on Paitian Bridge. They have many stories. Their palaces are called the Thirteen Towers, and their lords are handsome and graceful, gentle as jade. Of course, there are also quite a few unruly beings who can destroy heaven and earth.
They say that the current Heavenly Lord, Daoyuan, once invoked the Heaven-Slaying Curse.
They say that the Holy Lord, Daoyuan, holds a broken jade sword every day and grieves over it.
They say that the Holy Lord, Daoyuan, holds the Immortal Selection Banquet once every hundred years for an immortal who once wore magnificent red robes and has now ascended to undergo tribulations.
They say that the Holy Lord, Daoyuan, used to cut quite a dashing figure when he ascended to the Ninth Heaven.
They say that the Holy Lord, Daoyuan, has never taken a consort to this day. That group of old gods wants to urge him to do so, but doesn't dare bring it up. It's absolutely hilarious.
They say that the Holy Lord, Daoyuan...
"Daoyuan..." Repeating the name over and over, he found it quite pleasant to say.
In Yuelao's Shrine, a young wandering immortal in red robes munched on melon seeds, listening with great interest as the little heavenly servant beside him rambled on about events from a thousand years ago.
Moonlight fell across his bright, lovely face, and stars seemed to dance in his eyes. He gazed toward the distant Qiyuan Palace, his eyes and brows full of laughter.
The young man in red was named Bucai.
The historical accounts say: Many years ago, there was an ancient winged god named Daoyuan. To stay together forever with the Lord of the Twelfth Tower of the Thirteen Towers, he activated the Heaven-Slaying Curse and sealed the immortal clan in that world, the Chaos Continent. Then, tens of thousands of years later...
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You are not alone, but now you are confused as to whether this is bl