Sansheng Peach Blossom Burning Bones

In the ninth heaven, Emperor Mo Yuanhan has ice that has not melted for thousands of years. He once broke into the Nine Nether Demon Abyss for one person, cut off the path of immortals and demons for one person, and set up an eternal killing formation on the Immortal Execution Platform for another person - that person was not Shen Qingyuan. Shen Qingyuan is just an abandoned disciple of Cangwu Sect with mixed spiritual roots and lowest cultivation level. After eight years of entry and eight years of chopping firewood, no one in the whole sect took her seriously. Until that day when the peach blossoms first bloomed, the emperor came to Cangwu Sect to choose a Taoist partner, and 3,700 disciples lined up in front of the stage. He stopped in front of her among thousands of people. Everyone said it was because she looked so much like Liu Shuangning, the chief disciple of Cangwu Sect, with top-grade water spiritual roots and Bai Yueguang recognized by the three worlds. She knelt under the peach blossom tree and accepted the cup of tea personally delivered by the emperor. From then on, she entered the ninth heaven, lived in the Shuanghua Palace that had been empty for thousands of years, and worked as a substitute for three thousand years. In the past three thousand years, she had blocked thunder from heaven for that person, drank poison for that person, and suffered ninety-nine punishments from heaven for that person on the Immortal Execution Platform. He looked into her eyes and always called her another name. Until the moment when the hundredth sky thunder fell, one of the love threads of three lives was broken. She fell from the Immortal Execution Platform, the cinnabar mole on her heart cracked, and old scars all over her body were bleeding, but she smiled. "Mo Yuanhan, I have blocked the sword for you for three thousand years. From now on, we will be clean." He stood by the Zhuxian Platform, looking at the white shadow falling into the abyss, his Adam's apple rolled three times, and he couldn't say a word. ——For the next thousand years, the legend of the emperor going crazy lived in the three realms.