At the beginning of the six realms, heaven, earth, humans, and gods were lumped together. Pangu Kaitian and the Emperor of Heaven divided them into three realms, including heaven, underworld, and human realm. Later, it derived from the three realms: demon, demon, and coagulation. These three realms are all under the control of the demon world, while heaven, humans, and the underworld are in charge of the heaven realm. Since then, the two realms of heaven and demon have been fighting constantly, and they have become inseparable and have become enemies of each other for the position of emperor in the six realms.
Legend has it that there is a little immortal named Chang Ling in the heaven. When he was more than sixteen years old, he received a secret mission from the Emperor of Heaven to search for treasures that have been lost for thousands of years.
Xiaoxian went down to the human world with anxiety and fear. Here, by chance, he met the Demon Emperor Beiming Lingjue who was also looking for the treasure and led the demon world. The two spent a long time in the human world. Concealing each other's identities, they have been to hell and forget the river here, and have experienced the ups and downs of the world. The friendship between the two is no longer what it was at the beginning, but the conflict between heaven and demon has been at odds for about a thousand years, so there will be no good outcome...
In the end, the heaven knew everything. The little immortal apologized to the emperor for the crimes he had committed, and jumped into the River of Forgetfulness. He will never be reincarnated, and he will never be able to be among the immortals...
The lonely soul has been wandering in the Forgotten River for several years... It is not afraid of the pain of snakes, insects, rats and ants eroding the bones, nor is it afraid of the cold. It is not afraid of the pain of the ice and cold of the Forgotten River. It is only afraid that this lonely ghost will be forgotten beyond the sky.
Maybe, deep or shallow, it's still in your heart...
One day it will turn into ashes and be completely forgotten only when the wind blows and scatters...
The curved flowers look back lazily, half a lifetime to cultivate the relationship and half a lifetime to be you.