The land of China is filled with smoke and clouds. Various sects are fighting for it, and the heroes are vying for the throne.
Qiyun Mountain.
"Autistic paradise is said to be ancient, and I want to plant big wooden pillars to grow the sky."
The little boy looked up at the couplets on this small pavilion and didn't understand a word. He turned to look at the newly recognized master beside him. The master was silent for a long time without understanding a word.
From then on, the young man settled in Qiyun and named him Changtian. However, I occasionally miss Ran Yan, who doesn't know where she is.