The sky in Xuanzhou always sinks earlier than elsewhere.
Under this sinking sky, the continent is divided into nine regions, arranged according to the direction: the east is facing the Canghai, the south is desolate and lies on volcanoes, the west desert is covered with yellow sand, the north is locked on glaciers, the middle plateau is on the plains, there are many ancient trees, the clouds are surrounded by mist, the vast sea hides mirages, and the mist hides strange things.
Humans and demons have coexisted here for tens of thousands of years, but there has never been any real peace.
Buried in the yellow sand of the Western Desert are battle bones from thousands of years ago. The miasma hidden in the fog is wrapped in the lingering murderous intent. On the boundary monument of the two realms mountains, there are layers of knife marks and sword marks. They are the ferocious marks carved by countless battles.
When the monks talk about the demons, they will definitely say they are "brutal and murderous". The sect's classics are filled with the tragic scenes of the demons slaughtering the city; when the demons talk about the monks, they only criticize them as "hypocritical and greedy". The old demons will tell their young ones how their tribesmen were surrounded and expelled by the monks.
No one believed the words in the broken "Chaos Record" in the corner of the Sutra Pavilion - "When the world first opened, there was only chaos. Immortals and demons have the same origin. If one thought is clear, it will be an immortal, and if one thought is turbid, it will be a devil."
The monks denounced it as lies, and the demons laughed at it as nonsense. No one wanted to admit that they and their mortal enemies might be one and the same.
But for Qing Jin, this is not as real as the water marks seeping out of the stone walls of the Colosseum - the smell of rust mixed with the lingering smell of blood, and the ubiquitous pain are her earliest and most profound memories of this world.
Intention: Human warmth and warmth
