In the void where the stars cannot shine, there is an occasional flash of ice blue in the endless emptiness, which is the eternal heart in the eternal realm that is about to wake up.

The shape of the Eternal Heart is a piece of meteoric copper, which is carved into the shape of a yin and yang tapir. The arc of dazzling light flashed faster and faster, and the meteorite yin and yang tapir spun rapidly, and the rotation kept turning into a girl.

The girl squinted at her round bare shoulders, and she frowned lightly at the tip of her brow, and a long dress wrapped around her graceful body. The dress changes from plain white to silvery-white at the neckline, crystalline ink to the waist, and from crystalline ink to silver-gray again, until the skirt is plain white.

She was dressed in a dream shadow dress that no dexterous weaver girl in the world could sew, and she danced in the endless emptiness. After thousands of years of loneliness, her heart is as eternal as this endless emptiness, without sorrow or joy, right?

She forgot how to define her existence, is she an immortal? Is it God? Is it a demon? Is it a demon? Or people?

What was she like? Or is it as eternally lonely as this eternal realm?

At first, she was a speck of floating dust wandering in the starry sky, although she had nothing and was alone as she is now, she was not lonely, just because she didn't understand loneliness at that time.

A speck of dust ignited a spark, flew over the sea of stars, and turned into a meteor and fell into the world.

This fallen star is called meteorite because it is rich in copper, and I don't know when it was so lonely in the dirt.

I don't know when this meteorite was given the mission of creating the Eternal Realm.

The rough and formless meteorite bronze turned into the appearance of the divine beast Yin Yang Xuan Tapir, and then turned into the appearance of a human, after a few reincarnations, and in several worlds, finally achieved the eternal realm.

The time of this eternal realm is also eternal, she looks at the ever-changing and colorful world like a prisoner of time, and she can only stay in the same time forever.

She was once ignorant and unconscious, and she had tasted love and hate; No one in the red dust remembered her anymore, but she still had to look at the red dust every time she woke up.

She claims to be the Red Dust Immortal Golden Immortal, and when this is the only Red Dust Immortal Golden Immortal, just because what she loves most is the fireworks and Red Dust. In fact, she is neither a Taoist immortal, nor has she attained the Buddha's fruition, nor is she a heavenly angel. In her heart, heaven and Buddha are not as good as the red dust, and she uses her endless mana to make countless gods and demons enter the mortal refining heart and suffer thousands of calamities.

Little by little, her eyes changed from still water to ripples, and her consciousness was reviving!

The realm of eternity is lifeless and immortal, and she should be ignorant and selfless.

But she doesn't want a state of mind that is ignorant and selfless, and she doesn't want to be in this eternal realm where there is no life and no death!

She cultivated to the Red Dust Immortal Golden Immortal in the life when she was Hu Xianxian, and her self-consciousness was also determined that she was Hu Xianxian.

Her eyes have changed from ripples to waves, and the endless emptiness of the eternal realm has changed to beautiful mountains and rivers.

She knew that the green mountains and forests, clear streams and bustling towns in front of her were all illusions of herself, but she still couldn't help but have tears in her eyes. This is her hometown of Lingzhou City, which has long disappeared from the world and can only remain in her memory.

After every recovery, she will conjure up Lingzhou City, the small people in the city, and see them vivid in front of her eyes, so that she can integrate herself into their plain and trivial and down-to-earth life.

If she recovers one more time, the loneliness in her heart will be heavy, and the thoughts in her heart will be painful, but she still can't help but think of those people and things.

She swept over Lingzhou City, and between the waves of her hands, fragrant petals fluttered and sprinkled. Looking at the sea of purple and red flowers below, a faint smile appeared in her tearful eyes.

The people in that city were happy and happy, because they were the people she had conjured up, and she wanted them to be happy and happy.

It's just that this can't fool her own memories, she has a lot of grievances with them, she has hurt them in a cunning and brutal way, and they have also hurt her insidiously and meanly. But so what? Now she was left to chew on the ups and downs of the past.

She landed in the city, and her clothes changed to a white and yellowish ramie blouse and a long skirt that was also ramie. This simple and somewhat rough shirt was given to her by her sweetheart, and she was going to hang him.

In the past, when Lingzhou City was still real, she would always comb the pigtail hairstyle he taught her to comb on July 20, and wear the self-woven ramie dress he gave him back then.

Her heart fluctuated, and the scenes of meeting and knowing, loving and killing each other, and loving each other kept flashing in front of her eyes.

She always wanted to avoid the scene where she shouted hoarsely, but she couldn't avoid it, even if she cultivated to the current realm, the sound still made her heart like a pinprick.

"I won't let it go! I won't give up on him! Don't let go, don't let go ......"

The feeling of despair, helplessness, grief and resentment at that time once again filled her eyes with tears. She bit her lower lip and trotted up, she couldn't let her tears destroy this beautiful illusion she had built, people who came and went were happy and smiling, and no one could cry in the beautiful illusion.

She ran out of the city, looking at the rolling hills, and her mind calmed a little. When she remembered that she had erased all traces of herself in the red dust, she thought to herself: I have never really been obsessed with you, but you have made me remember forever. Because of your eternal spirituality, I have cultivated into an immortal golden immortal. I just want you to have a safe and complete life, and even if you forget everything in eternal loneliness, you will remember your smiling face.

It's a pity that she remembers the tenderness he brought her, and the unforgettable feeling, but she can't remember his appearance and name, and even the things they experienced together are vague.

She can conjure up a lot of people, but there are always some old people that she can't conjure, and she can't understand this.

What makes her even more helpless is that the person she misses the most is not only unable to be conjured, but even if she draws it with a pen, she will erase the traces while drawing. The only way to place my thoughts is to hang here after each recovery, and reminisce about the beginning under the spiritual peach tree they planted together.

After walking countless paths, this time it was particularly realistic, making her suspect that everything in the eternal realm was a nonsensical dream, and the small bridge and flowing water in front of her were real.

When I walked to Yizhuang, I saw that the peach leaves were blue and the peach blossoms were red. Looking at the peach blossoms that bloomed like red glow, she was so shocked that she took three steps back!

This spirit peach is just an illusion created by herself, and it can only be like in Hongchen, when she goes every year, the scene is peach leaves are thick and green, and between the branches and leaves are red and bright ripe peaches.

She had never been here when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and it was impossible to conjure up the scene when the flowers were in full bloom without seeing them!

Isn't this a fantasy of pinning one's thoughts and resolving loneliness? Is it reality?

She smiled wryly and shook her head, have I been tormented by loneliness to the point of disintegration? It seems that the realm of eternity cannot be eternal either!

She laughed a few times with pathetic indignation, "You won't even give me even a little dream of longing? Then destroy! Since there is no eternal existence, let it be eternal destruction! ”

In her angry shouts, countless spiral-shaped air currents rolled up between the heavens and the earth, the sky twisted and fluctuated like rags thrown into the wind, and the earth squeezed and trembled like wooden planks floating in the sea.

She waited blankly at the center of the whirlpool formed by the air currents to return to the moment when she returned to the ruthless, ignorant, and thoughtless.

However, when the violent air flow calmed down again and returned to tranquility and clear air, everything around her did not turn into nothingness, but became more vivid and real.

A few people came behind her, laughing and laughing, and as soon as she turned around, she saw her best friends who couldn't be conjured up. Her best friend, who had tried countless spells and couldn't conjure, was looking at herself so genuinely at the moment.

They were talking about her teasers, and they were all beaming with joy, and she couldn't hear what they were saying.

Later, one of the noble and handsome men in purple robes and gold belts stopped the commotion, "Fellow Daoists, don't laugh anymore, if she gets angry and runs away, when will Cheng Haofeng have to wait until he can conclude a happy marriage with her?" ”

She remembered in a trance that this person was Ziwei Xingjun, who had once entered the mortal world as Han Zexi. And who is Cheng Haofeng in his mouth?

The three words "Cheng Haofeng" swirled in her mind, and gradually exploded in her mind like fireworks.

Cheng Haofeng is her sweetheart!

For thousands of years, she only remembered those fragments of the past, but she couldn't remember his face, or even his name.

What he could never forget in her heart was the light and warmth of the initial ignorance; It is because of the sacrifice of one's life when he is about to despair when he is in danger again and again; is also because of the lingering entanglement that knows that they can't stay together but doesn't give up; There are also thousands of love threads that are not accompanied in the end, but they are always with each other......

She sprang forward, her near-stupefied mind from the extreme shock that she forgot she could teleport in all directions.

She didn't know where he was, she didn't need to ask for directions, the feeling of a pounding heart was the best guide.

Outside a small courtyard covered by a bamboo forest and sparsely supported by flowers and trees, she paused. She couldn't help but want to see him, and she couldn't help but fear seeing him, she was afraid that it would be a trap that would make her suffer even more.

She walked into the yard like a kitten after getting into trouble, and she wanted to secretly observe whether everything in front of her was real or false.

But he didn't want to, and suddenly met his faint smile that was half disgusted and half spoiled, "Running around all day long, how do you look like a fairy?" It's like a little fool, a little madman. ”

She looked straight at him, his not handsome face was heroic because of the two sword eyebrows, and he was alert and wise because of his starry eyes.

She looked a little stupid, and she didn't even notice that she was crying. Seeing her two huge tears slowly sliding down, he seemed to be frightened: "Xianxian, why are you crying?" You know that I blame people when I say it, but I don't really want to blame you. ”

She shook her head and smirked, he was really Cheng Haofeng! The memory in her heart is getting clearer and clearer, he just looks at Qing Jun and elegant and a bit bookish, but he is actually a stubborn and stubborn child temperament.

She remembered that she said that he had a childish temper, and he always retorted that he was really temperamental.

He gently helped her pin her messy hair behind her ears, and said with a smile that was a little happy and content, and a little shy: "The wedding dress is ready, you can try it first." ”

She obediently followed him into the house, he shook off the folded clothes, the bright red color was so bright that her heart was full of red and festive, and the gorgeous embroidery made her heart seem to be covered with splendor.

At this moment, countless past events surged into her heart, where was the beginning of this mixed past? Is this scene real or an indecipherable illusion?

The memory is really clear, remembering that year, that day, that moment of the red dust encounter......