Stepping into the fairyland, the wind and clouds are dangerous, and you have survived several times, and you have been dying several times. Along the way, you will be accompanied by bloody wind and blood, and you will be worthy of the sky, and you will not be ashamed of the ground. One day, the wind will go straight into the sky, and wave the clouds and mist , looking down on the vast common people, with my pen, to build a tripartite way.