Jiuzhouji

Heaven and earth are furnaces, yin and yang are charcoal, and all living beings are copper. Jiuzhou is vast and stretches for tens of thousands of miles. In the east there is Cangming connecting to the sea of ​​stars, in the west there is Kunlun supporting the Tianque, in the north there is the cold abyss frozen for eternity, and in the south there is the miasma ridge locking the flood and wasteland. There is only one continent, hanging in the south of Jiuzhou. The earth has been silent for thousands of years, the spiritual energy is exhausted, and the laws are incomplete. It is like a grain of dust shaken off by the heaven, and its name is Shen Yuan. Here there are no practitioners who fly to heaven and escape from the earth, no gods who live for thousands of years, only mortal souls like ants, living, old, sick and dying day after day on the barren land, sowing in spring and harvesting in autumn, no one knows how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. , And I don't even know that since the founding of Jiuzhou, there have been pairs of eyes, from the sky above the nine heavens, from the Jade Capital in the Kunlun Ruins, from the Dragon Palace deep in the four seas, indifferently overlooking this forgotten land, watching for thousands of years...