Covering the Sky: Miaoyi Scroll

In Miaoyu Temple, purple mist locks the sky. She is the contemporary descendant of the most mysterious inheritance in the Northern Territory. She has been planted with the Tao seed since she was a child. She cultivates the wind and moon in the mortal world and proves the supreme avenue. When I was seven years old, I looked into a well and saw the joys and sorrows of my life; when I was ten years old, there were words on my palm, which were written about the cause and effect of three lives. When everyone in the world knew that the ancient holy body had been reduced to a useless body, she forged a world-shattering good relationship with a leaf of Enlightenment Tea in the Holy City. Everyone thought she was investing and betting on an illusory future, but they didn't know that she was betting on her own life. The Holy Body was completed, she attained enlightenment and became an emperor, but she traveled far away to the Western Desert to see the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. Is it the thread of love or the bondage of fate that was cut off? The Immortal Road opened, the Heavenly Gate opened, she sacrificed herself as a martyr, and turned into a Taoist spirit and left, leaving only a wisp of spiritual thoughts floating in the long river of time—— "I will bloom a similar flower in a million years." Hundreds of thousands of years later, Gouchen Guxing, a baby girl was born. Her name is Kou Xiaoxiao. She is not her. She is her. After millions of years and several reincarnations, similar flowers are not the same after all. When the ancient holy body of the past, the Emperor of Heaven, found a similar flower, all he could do was to accept it as his disciple and give him an immortal exquisite. The covenant to protect the Tao spanned eternity and finally came to an end in the name of master and disciple. She once said that she would not live for anyone in this life. But her three lives are all tied to one person. Under the cover of the sky, eternity becomes empty. There is only one flower that has bloomed, withered, and been similar, but has never been truly forgotten.