Tianxiaheng

The locust flowers in Luojing bloomed and fell. Thirteen years later, the exiled people came back in the late spring breeze. The rules of Tianheng are engraved on ancient tablets, written in laws, and rest on the natal balance of hundreds of millions of people. Some people regard it as the way of heaven, while others denounce it as a prison. Gu Mingheng carried a candle that was about to be extinguished and walked into the deep web woven by legal principles and political intrigues. He does not cultivate the supreme power of speech, does not realize the path to immortality, and only recognizes the simplest principle. The seven kingdoms are in dispute, hundreds of families are vying for the throne, those who steal lives are in the dark, those who suppress words are on the side, the balance of the sky is about to fall, and troubled times are coming. In the five-hundred-year old cycle of reincarnation, someone has to pierce the window paper first. Heaven and earth are scales. He neither weighs nor weighs. He wants to change the rules of this scale.