Chronicles of Dust

There is an iron law in the world of immortality - when a mortal sees a monk, he must kneel down and bow his head, otherwise his energy and blood will dry up and die. Until Chen Chen climbed out of the pile of corpses and held the seismic compass tightly. He has no spiritual roots and does not cultivate immortality. He only has three weapons: the laws of all things in the world, the "ant skills" despised by monks, and the fire of civilization carved into his blood. When demons from outside the realm came to the world, the monks screamed "My fate is up to me and not God" and their souls were extinguished. However, mortals hummed tattooed nursery rhymes under the sea of rice: "The moon sets on the west mountain and hides in the cellar, and the crow flies away abandoning the hoe..." In this war of survival that lasted for three hundred years, the monks slashed the sky with their swords, while Chen Chen used his plow as his pen. Monks pray for eternal life and solitude, while mortals spread their songs for eternity. Unkind? Then let the ants rewrite the world!