600 Years ago, the world of gods appeared, and then the world was in chaos.
In troubled times, it is difficult for those who practice Taoism to protect themselves wisely, let alone ordinary people.
The gods use the world as a chessboard and the immortal gates as their chess pieces. The world is just a place for them to have fun.
Everyone is an ant, and there is no way in the world. Who can be alone? Where will thousands of mortals go? No one can give Xi Qing an answer.
Ps: No cp! It may be a little bit abusive in the early stages.
I have a bunch of ideas, and I just wrote them randomly. I wrote a few books together, and I suggest you keep them and read them.
Intention: I have no control over my destiny