The starry sky is ancient, the mountains and rivers are timeless. The Buddhist country called the Western Region was originally a pure land of bliss, but it hid murderous intentions, forcing the young man to fall off a cliff and escape. How to measure the great joy and great sorrow in this world, true and false? My destiny, why should I obey the call of heaven? The ancient world, the world, was full of hustle and bustle, conspiracies, wars, and eras were falling. People are sentimental, time is ruthless, mountains and rivers are eternally silent...