This is an alien planet where everything has animism. In this world view of the Datong universe, tangible things, intangible things, and half-existent and half-nothing things all have spirits. Xu Yiyi is one of all the creatures on this strange planet Gadi. (Are you the protagonist?) Oh, NONONO! How am I worthy? I am just an illusory clone created by Lord Shangyan Xianci. Oh, I'm not bad either. I have also created endless illusions of incarnations... (Actually, the master can directly create three incarnations in one step, and there is really no need to go through the hands of secondary clones like me in the middle. Maybe the master is tired and wants to make a transition? It's like Wuru making silver, but feeling too tired to pinch it, so he just dipped it in the mud and threw the cane to finish it?!) Xu Yiyi twitched the corner of his mouth, okay, let's face it. Of course I'm not cannon fodder either! I am the transitional thing! The biggest role of my appearance is to connect the past and the future, introduce the protagonist, and make a gorgeous curtain call... So, dear friends, please don't get too deep into it, and don't have any guesses about me... Alas! I was born with a difficult task. I remember that in that cosmic catastrophe, the Lord fell without a trace, and I was torn to other times and spaces, traveling around various regions and ended up here. For hundreds of billions of years, the only thing that has been imprinted in the depths of the soul is the scene of the Lord's death: the despairing Kazilan's big eyes, the trembling cherry red lips, the twisted five-character expression: find, repair, save... (The Lord wants to entrust the destined person to find the Lord who has only the last breath of true energy, restore each other's true bodies, and rescue the couple?...) That's right! Xu Yiyi slapped his leg fiercely. Therefore, if this is the introduction to the work, it would be: one breath of true energy, looking for a breath of true energy; two breaths of true energy, restoring the true body; a long psychedelic story of saving the soul.
Intention: The saint will send you some, and the king will send you some