Heard a greeting from ye Kong, Bi shed tears like rain. How many years, how many eras, how many reincarnations have been waiting for? Is that the last greeting?

under the bodhi tree, the wind and rain withered, how many years of waiting, is not it waiting for this moment?

Ye Kong has thought of it as a piece of grass and a tree in the primitive time. All things, love and hate, those meteors flying through the chaotic moment, the meeting under the torch of Hongmeng, little by little, are so clear.

Biluo was made by the original. The original can't be repaid, and I don't know how to...