The day she returned to the fairy world was a rare event in thousands of years.
The immeasurable immortal kings in the thirty-third heaven and the gods, monsters and elves in the three realms of heaven and earth were all present. The Ziwei Palace is filled with fairy spirit and the scenery is picturesque.
In the center of the fairy throne, guarded by the gods of the stars, is the Godless King who rules the heavens.
Wearing a heavy woven blouse, her eyes were slightly drooped, and her face, which surpassed all colors in the world, showed neither happiness nor sadness.
He spoke softly: "Give the Jingchi Red Lotus Immortal the name Hongwu, to be responsible for all wars and disasters."
She raised the corners of her lips and leaned down to worship. Her face was as dark and obscure as the gods in the temple.
Until the end of the canonization ceremony, at the Yaotai banquet held for her return, she heard someone mention something casually: "Three thousand years ago, I just came from the mortal world to heaven to be a little immortal, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is what he looks like now..."
Just as she was about to bring a cup of wine to her mouth, she heard the words and raised her head to glance at the throne. Through the mist of Yaochi, her perfect face was upright and indifferent, as far away as the Milky Way.
Smiling softly, she raised her hand, and the sweet wine slid down her throat.
We have known for thousands of years that the appearances of the gods are nothing but illusory shadows, so why is there any fascination with this face?
It's just like dew, like lightning, a big dream.
This book was first published in Jinjiang in 2010 and first published in 2012.
Intention: Love over the long years.