Yan Zisu stretched out his hand to Xiao Yi when he had nothing left, guiding him step by step to a high position, but turned around and left before the situation was about to happen, refusing to look back.
He has practiced Buddhism for hundreds of years and has countless memories, but he can never forget the eye-catching little black ball in the snow-covered sky. Such a fragile life lived because of him, but died indirectly because of him.
The traces of cause and effect are erased, and they meet again in the dark. Everything is like the moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, and the smoke rising everywhere, hiding a deadly conspiracy. Yan Zisu woke up with horror. He could not, absolutely could not send Xiao Yi to the supreme position in the human world!
It turns out that Taoist Master Yan was a noble prince, a wealthy and idle man, but unexpectedly he was an immortal king who came to overcome the tribulation, which was the tribulation of life and death for His Highness the Fourth Highness.
Growing up from a little pitiful nobody who cares about to the powerful fourth prince vs. Pretending to be a weak scholar all day long and secretly having the highest level of force, a god descending to earth and a cold Taifu
Intention: Get up wherever you fall