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"When you stare at history, the ex-girlfriends in history are also staring at you." Ji Changsheng traveled through the ancient world of Canglan and held the "Book of Reincarnation of All Things" in his hand. In order to survive in troubled times, he had to play a trumpet crazily in the gaps of history: Three thousand years ago. He is a white-robed swordsman who rules over Tianmen with one hand. He is the dead ghost master that the current swordsman never forgets. A thousand years ago. He is the national advisor in troubled times, assisting the empress to unify the world, and is the only Bai Yueguang the whole country of the Middle-earth Divine Dynasty is looking for. Dark Age. He is an abyss walker who devours evil gods in despair and is the only faith in the eyes of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect. ... The mission was accomplished and Ma Jia died heroically. Ji Changsheng just wanted to be a happy administrator of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in this world, bask in the sun and earn a minimum salary. Who knows, history has not turned into ashes. The trumpets of the past have all become taboos in the world, and the "poor little people" who have been saved have all become big bosses. As the myth revives, vests fall off one by one. When the empress who ruled the heavens came to him with a sword and asked him with red eyes, "Where have you been for the past three thousand years?"... Ji Changsheng sighed helplessly. "I really just want to be a passerby. Who asked you to turn the script into a myth?" ... This is a historical Shura field about the redemption of time and the hatchet. Since the world is impermanent, I will work behind the scenes to weave an eternal life for these sentient beings!