Zhuohua, the last god of the immortal clan, may have lived for a long time, and the world is boring, only joy and beauty.
The immortals dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, so they could only complain behind their backs about "being old and disrespectful"
One day, a handsome little fairy came to Cangji Mountain. "The gods can recognize the little fairy."
"I don't know."
"The deity is forgetful, the fairy will help you recall your memories..."
Zhuo Hua, who suffered a calamity a hundred years ago, teased Chu Junyi, a little beggar from the human race, and turned her back on him.
After the calamity, Zhuohua patted his butt and returned to the Celestial Clan. Unexpectedly, Chu Junyi changed his name and surname all the way to catch up with the Celestial Clan.
I found true love and put my heart into it. I thought that in the future, I would spend wine and talk happily and hang out night after night, but something bad happened unexpectedly.
Zhuo Hua, the last god of the Celestial Clan, became the most useless person in the Celestial Clan, guarding Cangji Mountain day and night.
"Little Taoist priest, do you recognize me?"
Chang Yi said "I don't know"
Zhuohua narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.
"Can I help you reminisce?"
Purpose: True love can't be bought with a lot of money