Return to Zero: Spring and Autumn Cicadas Chirp

The way of heaven is brilliant, which is called self-improvement; The vast wasteland is like a lamb to the slaughter. The scriptures of the sages are hypnotic Sanskrit sounds; The high walls of shelter are the cages of confinement. The people of the world bow down to the demons and pray for Wei Mo's blessing. Little do they know that all living beings are chips to be sold in this chess game. Five hundred years of demonic ways have been crisscrossing the world, but now it is just a dream in the world of mortals. Time reverses and everything fades. There is no confusion of waking up from a big dream, no sadness of the past being gone. Deep in the sea of consciousness, the eternal red lotus turns slowly, Across the long years, the only thing he could remember—— There is only the endless chirping of cicadas that is boring and shrill, crushing time. Sixteen years old again. Return to this Shura field called "Home". So the red lotus refined all things and ascended to the throne of God, Or go back to the starting point and reset to zero again?