The sky has not been so lively for a long time.
Since ancient times, the gods in the sky have turned away from the fireworks of the world and abandoned the seven emotions and six desires when they practice. Most of the gods actually practice without any joy, anger, sorrow or joy in their hearts. Because for thousands of years, there are still thousands of beautiful palaces like cold tombs left in this world, but they are not very popular. This day coincides with the 100th birthday of the third prince of the Emperor of Heaven. Hundreds of immortals came to congratulate him and all the gods came to pay homage. Although the heaven and earth are isolated from the human world, the palace is also decorated with lanterns and colorful flowers. Gorgeous palace lanterns were hung high, everyone was dressed in beautiful clothes, and there was laughter everywhere.
If it hadn't been for that encounter eight hundred years ago, the world might have been a completely different story. One thought arises and one thought dies. The growth and reproduction of all things in the world are all due to the initial obsession in people's hearts. Whether it is good or bad, no one can predict it in advance. He doesn't know, and he doesn't know either.
Everything was just because of that man, Ling, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, who was respected by the three realms of humans, gods and demons.
I used to belong to heaven and earth, but now I only belong to you.
He is the beloved son of the Emperor of Heaven, the future leader of humans, gods and demons, and the cinnabar in the heart of Xiwu, the King of Flowers.