Purple Qiqing

The dandy from an aristocratic family is actually the embryo of an eternal fairy; the cage of the bustling world hides the road to heaven. Su Yi, the legitimate son of the Su family in Yunzhou, is known to everyone as a ridiculous "trash". He can talk arrogantly in poetry and be ashamed of hunting rituals. He is the shame of the family and the laughing stock of the world. No one knows that under that cynical skin, there is a lonely heart looking up at the stars, and an "innate Taoist body" that has never been seen in thousands of years. A deliberate humiliation during an autumn hunt before the emperor, and an unexpected "lost" deep in the forest, allowed him to break through the barrier between the secular world and the immortal way. He met the mysterious "Orchid layman" and received the ancient Taoist secret "Hongmeng Purple Qi Jue". Immortal fate descends from the sky, and Tao seeds are buried deep. However, in this world, the king's laws are clear and the ethics are strict. The theory of cultivating immortals is nothing more than "strange power and chaos of gods" and is taboo. From then on, he had to wear the mask of "dandy" tightly and walk on thin ice, hiding his clumsiness in the face of family strife, the gaze of the court, and the ridicule of his peers. During the day, he was an absent-minded rotten tree in the clan, a rebellious son who could not be cultivated in the eyes of his father; at night, he was in the Siguo Pavilion in the place of punishment, facing the eternal darkness alone, drawing Qi into his body, and asking about immortality. In the front, there is the scrutiny of the imperial power like the sword of Damocles, in the back there is the family honor and disgrace like a heavy shackle, in the dark there is the unpredictable attention of the mysterious businessman Qian Duoduo, and there is also a volume of ancient animal skin secrets that guides the elusive fairy road where crisis and opportunity coexist... This is the story of a man who, in the deepest part of the mortal world, quietly ignited a spark in his Taoist heart. Between the rules of the mortal world and the taboos of cultivating immortals, he camped step by step, hunting the heavens until a spark set a prairie fire.