Xing Transcript Said: I Use Words to Edit the Fate of All Immortals

Xi Jian Ling was born with a rare memory-writing physique, and could see the memory stardust floating in the world - those thoughts that had no time to express, the gentle past that disappeared in an instant. Others cultivate immortality and breathe out their spiritual energy, striving for the opportunity to live forever, but her path is written down with a pen. Write down the breeze, and the evening breeze will blow up; write down the fireflies, and the dark night will shine. Words can tamper with the rules of the world, but every time she uses her power, her long hair will become a little more silvery. When her hair is all white, her own existence will be completely wiped out by heaven. The orthodox immortal sect regarded the transcribing of the writing as a witchcraft that steals the sky, and regarded her as a heretic, and they forced her to fight against her every step of the way. Heaven is ruthless and wants to erase all regrets and obsessions in the world. The girl holds an old notebook with a crescent lock and a feather dip pen, and resolutely embarks on the journey. Even if she ends up forgetting herself, she still wants to record all the tenderness scattered in the world. All living beings seek immortality, but I am the only one who writes down the stars in the world.