Flowing Eastward

Life is not a road, because the road can always be turned back. Life is like a river, rushing towards a place unknown to you. A dead leaf floats gently in the flowing water, gone forever. The grudges caused by the massacre of the whole family ten years ago left the four children in a foreign land. When we meet again ten years later, things have changed and people are living in separate lives. The battle between good and evil, grudges, love and hatred, and swords are triggered by the opening of the Holy Land of Demon Gate in order to fight for the Nine Heavens Ice Soul. When all the feuds are gone, looking back at dusk, I will lean on the building and listen to the wind and rain, and look at the world indifferently.