On the ancient sacrificial altar, a white-haired and powerful man sits in it quietly. He has a dignified complexion, and he is making formulas with both hands, silently reciting jerky and incomprehensible ancient prose. He is burning his life essence to deduce the secret of heaven. Can he succeed? What weird things will happen after that, please click to read, and a magnificent story of fairy tales begins... Love, the reason why I pick up the pen is also to hope that I can write a different book and contribute to mortals. Will I succeed? I don’t know, but I know, I will work hard, this is inevitable.)