Reflecting on the Profound Roots of the Heart

When my heart is clear, my spiritual roots manifest themselves as a tree that reaches the sky; As my heart becomes dusty, my spiritual roots will become ordinary and useless. Spiritual roots are not determined by heaven, but are actually reflected by the heart. Mo Xianyu, a young man who was identified as having five elements of useless spiritual roots, was destined to miss the path to immortality - but because of his innocent heart, under the mirror of Taoism, his untainted Taoist heart roots that shook the sky were revealed. Since then, he has embarked on a unique path: Others breathe in spiritual energy, while he nourishes his mind in the world of mortals; While others were practicing their killing skills hard, he asked in the cycle of seasons; Others pursue boundless magic power, but he only wants to have a clear mind and see his true self. However, as one's cultivation deepens, a cruel truth emerges: this world is not impartial and righteous - the way of heaven itself is also a mirror stained with dust. If the way of heaven has gone astray, what is my heart looking at, is it the road to heaven, or is it a cage that imprisons the world? If cultivating the Tao ultimately leads to transcendence, are the rolling mortal world, entangled in love, hate, and obsession shackles that must be cut off, or are they indispensable dust that tempers the heart? This is a story that does not judge the quality of magic, but determines the world based on the character of the mind. The most powerful supernatural power begins with an inner insight; The greatest disaster is to face the true self.