"You are my master, I will call you master." She said happily.
After a thousand years of loneliness, she was transformed from a stone mirror into a spirit, and she went to heaven and earth, searching for her mentor.
And who is her mentor?
In the Nine Heavens Palace, that envoy with sea-blue eyes? She remembered that her master also had the same melancholy eyes.
His eyes were so deep that he devoted all his love to her. If she looked back intently, was it him? In the immortal court, one person is inferior to ten thousand people, the deceased Emperor Xuan.
When the chaos of heaven and earth first opened, would the second generation of ancient gods after Pangu Nuwa be the quiet and peaceful god with furrowed brows and eyes?
Or...
In the South Sea Forest, in the Yulei Valley, and in the Qihuan Pavilion, there were laughter and tears. She once thought that this would be eternal life, how wonderful it would be.
Unexpectedly, one night of mourning, she was betrayed by the righteous path of the six realms and was driven to the abandoned land of heaven. His heartlessness and unrighteousness made her heartbroken.
The gears of fate keep turning day and night, just like the swing in the sea of clouds, always swinging in the wind, swinging, swinging, swinging...
Intention: