Shanhai Dishi

In the ancient wilderness, there were endless disputes between humans and beasts. The cubs of mythical beasts were displaced, and everyone wanted to take away their blood and creation. The hermit in green clothes traveled all over the mountains and seas, picking up lonely little beasts covered with scars. There are no strict spiritual disciplines, just daily fireworks that accompany you day and night. In the spring, I accompany the young dragon to bask in the sun, in the summer night, I listen to Bai Ze tell interesting things about the world, in the autumn, I pick up fallen fruits with Qilin, and in the winter, I have a group of little ones sitting around to keep warm. He raised these homeless children bit by bit into ancient giants who shook the world. When the catastrophe of destruction came, in order to protect his children, he burned all the Taoist fruits, his soul collapsed and fell into reincarnation, and all the memories of his past life disappeared. After an eternity, he became an ordinary boy in the mortal world. And those disciples of the divine beasts who have already traversed the world have traveled all over the mountains, rivers and seas, searching hard. What they seek is never supreme power, they just want to return to the Qingshan who once gave them a home.