The Immortal Is at Ease Above the Way of Sacrifice

A little bit of wind and frost, a little bit of sadness, but the footless bird never looks back. The twenty-seven steps are destined by heaven, and it is up to me to go against the current of the river. I am a guest in reincarnation, destined to become a saint and find my way back. Immortal Gu of Stealth Life hangs from the sky, and its formless hands rain down like rain. Fate is unfair and will destroy my family, and the world will be wiped out with blood. My desire to pursue the path has not changed for half my life, but my hatred is burning like stars at this moment. The spring and autumn cicadas chirp in my ears, who is walking side by side with me. Holding the regret poison in hand without wavering, I worry about half the rough stone in the middle of the night. Holding the river with both arms, I walked out of the mortal world, walking alone in the wilderness under the cold moonlight. The imperial power on the four walls is so powerful that it shakes the sky and the sea.