All Worlds Return to One's Heart

There is a rule in the world of immortality: the higher the realm, the more you surrender. Build the foundation and forget about the mortal world, the golden elixir forgets the old person, and the Nascent Soul takes away the hottest point in your heart—— What Wen Zhaogui handed over was his "greed for human fireworks." On the snowy night of the winter solstice, she was originally an orphan abandoned under the lantern tower. As far as the roots are concerned, the fire root is almost flameless, and the natal lamp is only slightly brighter than a bean. But her eyes can see the "gap" in everyone's body that has been taken away at a price. Along the way, she gradually discovered that the love and memories that had been handed over had not disappeared. They were locked in the depths of Guixu and turned into the fuel of all realms, burning the road to the sky day and night. Tiandao said, this is the rule. Whose love is being burned and whose lamp is being lit - no one dares to ask. Later, she refused to hand it over or burn it again. Heaven does not want your love and memories, only those who set up the trap do. What she wants to do is something that no one has done since ancient times: reverse the law of conservation and pay back, one by one, the things that have been owed to the world for thousands of years.