Bihaiqingfenglu

**Liyue** Liyue is an existence that can travel through time and space and take on countless forms. In the eyes of humans, she is a miraculous protector and a legend that flickers in and out of history. She once gave guidance on farming as a fairy in white clothes, and also hid in the dark to devour the troubled times as a monster; she saw the dominance of the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, caressed the flying sky, and left artistic enlightenment for mortals. The envoys of higher civilizations were watching with cold eyes, recording the data of her "exceeding the target". She has saved a dying civilization and also buried out-of-control technology with her own hands. Humans call her the God of Creation, and the immortal world respects her as the source of unparalleled disasters. However, her real boss only writes mission briefings with star sand on the New Year's Day of each month. She once tried to stay for three more days at the turn of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, but was pushed back to the present world by invisible forces, leaving only half a broken bronze talisman in her palm. Liyue learned to plant tiny hopes in the cracks of rules: let Li Bai meet the bright moon after being drunk, and help Bi Sheng add a wisp of ink fragrance when printing with movable type. She collects the tears and laughter of the world just like she collects the tightropes thrown by higher civilizations. When the plane war swept across the starry sky, she was still the craftsman who bent over to repair the enchantment, her fingertips entwined with the thread of fate that had not changed for hundreds of millions of years. "Chaos Has Begun and the War Has Not Ended" Pangu wielded his ax to break through the Hongmeng, and the clear and the turbid began to divide the heaven and the earth. The three emperors came to pass on the fire, and the five emperors carried the wind to carry out their merits. The flying dust of Zhuolu shocked the distant universe, and the dance of Xuanyuan sword shook the sky Since then, the mountains and rivers have returned to new owners, and the history books have been covered by the passage of time.