For a painter, lifelike is usually a compliment. But it's a figure of speech, not meant literally, right? Why are they coming out of the paintings?!
A mysterious silver-haired girl smiles wickedly. “I'll give you the Hetu and Luoshu. How far can you go with them?”
Well then. Jin Zisheng is speechless. This is a divine brush, so does that make me Ma Liang? After witnessing the myriad worlds, Jin Zisheng's ambition grows even greater.
In a primeval forest where thick shade blocks out the sun, a fox appears. In peaceful times, its presence is an auspicious sign.
Across the towering Kunlun Mountains, sword immortals hold their ground, their swords bringing frost to fourteen continents.
In a dilapidated temple long gone to ruin, a monk arrives, carrying the wind in his broken fan and worn-out shoes.
Turn the false into the real, create worlds and gods, and let none of the myriad heavens deceive you.
Theme: Destiny is in your own hands.
