The mysterious wilderness is vast, the spiritual energy is exhausted, the immortal way is withered, everything is seeking profit, and the human heart is the most unpredictable.
The Mahayana Taoist Master Shen Yanci, who once reached the pinnacle of the human world, was sincere to others throughout his life, and devoted his whole life to protecting his close friends, keeping the right path, and protecting the common people. However, at the last moment of transcending the tribulation and becoming a god, his life-long confidant stabbed him in the back. His Taoist body collapsed, his beloved died, and the sky was stained with blood.
A ray of remnant soul traveled through reincarnation, returned to the mortal world, and transformed into Shen Duhan, a disciple of Qingxuan Sect's poor family.
There is no one to hang on to, no system to be around, only a ray of memory of the past life that gradually recovers, engraved with the blood and tears of two lifetimes and the coldness of the world.
There is eternal loneliness hidden in the boy's skin, and under his innocent and enthusiastic heart, there are wariness and scars that penetrate deep into his soul. He has seen close friends turn against each other and members of the same family are at odds with each other, he has seen hypocrites ascend and upright people sink, and he has seen the truth about cultivating immortality where good and evil are reversed and good and evil are chaotic.
Everyone in the world is crazy about resources and abandons righteousness for the sake of the Tao, but he has endured two lives of devastation and tried to be gentle in one life.
He knows that human feelings are fragile, but he still cherishes every little kindness; he knows that the world is cold and cold, but he still keeps his heart clear.
In his previous life, he trusted the wrong person and lost everything. He was ruined and his family was betrayed.
In this life, he does not trust people's hearts and loves warmth, but he is repeatedly pulled by the remaining loyalty, secret protection, and the dilemma of good and evil.
The old troops dormant in the dark are waiting for his return, the traitors in charge of the road are still overlooking the common people, and the old friends caught between good and evil each have their own obsessions and sinking.
Cultivation of immortality is never a fairy tale about counterattack against nature, but an endless tribulation with human nature as the bet and obsession as the shackles.
Carrying the scars of two lifetimes, I have survived the hardships of the world.
See through the illusion of the world and guard my true heart.