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One is compassion, one is repaying kindness, one is practice, and one is joining the world. In that life, she was like a fairy under the moon, breaking into the young man's heart; in that life, he wielded his sword to the end of the world, just to protect her; in that life, her red clothes were as red as blood, which hurt his heart; in that life, he was dragging the sand with her, leaving her in the world of mortals. She cried hastily and asked the Buddha: What is love? The Buddha was twirling the bodhi tree with his hands, but he smiled and said nothing. She turned around and left. Manzhushahua bloomed all over the world, but divine tears dripped in his heart... He said, I have already let go, but I just keep her in my heart. From then on, there was only Acacia Bodhi under the Glazed Pagoda...

The troubled times of Canglan Continent have begun, the disputes between two countries, and the struggle for hegemony among the five races; no one listens to the world-famous song of separation, because people's hearts have long been indifferent; life has opened up the glitz of this troubled world, and the road to Chang'an is paved with blood; a game of chess, a world, who is the real winner?

The troubled times of Canglan Continent have begun, the disputes between two countries, and the struggle for hegemony among the five races; no one listens to the world-famous song of separation, because people's hearts have long been indifferent; life has opened up the glitz of this troubled world, and the road to Chang'an is paved with blood; a game of chess, a world, who is the real winner?