The spiritual realm, a wandering void.

There is no sun, no moon, no stars, no mountains and rivers, no grass and trees......

It is said that this place was created by God.

But God created it and gave nothing.

There was only a mass of aura, wandering in the paleness and powerlessness.

They are all white, with a little bit of light in them, red, blue, purple, green...... Slightly shiny and colorful.

This is the place where all life begins.

One day, the door of the spiritual world opened!

A huge suction force came from outside the door, and countless spiritual qi were stretched into a line and shot out of the door.

Outside the door is the world.

The aura that came to the world turned into flowers and trees, birds and animals, and human beings when it landed.

They began to live on earth.

Live in a different capacity, in a different way.

When they have finished their lives in the world, they will go to the underworld and comment on their merits; In the end, he turned into a ball of aura again, returned to the spirit world, and continued to wander.

The door of the spirit world would occasionally open, and each time a lot of aura would be sucked out. But those who have already been to the world will no longer be affected by the suction.

In other words, there is only one chance to go to the world.

This aura of golden light shining like stars on its body came to the world when the gate of the spirit realm was opened for the third time.

God pays special attention to this aura.

Because those points of light are not just decorations, but also the marks left by God for each aura. The more points of light on the body, the brighter and brighter, it means that this aura is stronger and purer.

This means that if it goes to the world, a powerful and wise life will be born.

Something special must happen in such a life.

The Blue Feather Immortal was sent to monitor this aura

This blue bird was formed by the first aura that came to the world.

It was also a dazzling aura that performed so well on earth that it was chosen as one of God's many messengers who did not have to return to the spirit realm—a privilege they enjoyed.

It flapped its wings and followed the streamer that fell from the sky.

"Where will it fall?" Blue Feather Fairy thought.

Then it saw a large tree in front of it, and that aura was thrown into the canopy.

"What has become?" Blue Feather Fairy walked in to take a look.

It turned out that there was a bird's nest deep in the canopy, and there were several eggs in the bird's nest, one of which shone with a golden light, but only for a flash.

"Hey!" Blue Feather Fairy grinned, "It's just like me." ”

There are five eggs in a nest, and only one hatches at the end.

Mother Bird was a little melancholy.

Fortunately, this bird grows quickly.

It is the fastest bird here, it has the strongest wings, and it has the sharpest eye.

As a bird, flying fast and far should be a good thing.

But its parents were not very happy, because it loved to fly too much.

The first rays of the sun that broke out of dawn could only shine on its afterimage.

"There is no bird like you in the world! Don't catch bugs, don't build nests, fly everywhere all day long! "That's what its parents say about it.

The bird said, "Birds are supposed to fly everywhere." ”

When it grows bigger, it becomes even more obsessed with flying.

It does not build a nest anywhere, and when it is tired of flying, it stops in a tree, closes its eyes, and gently shakes its body in the breeze. Even on stormy nights, it does not hide from thunder and lightning, and it stands on the top of the most dangerous trees, huddled in a ball.

When a red glow appeared on the horizon, it opened its eyes, shook off the rain from its body, and spread its proud wings like a demonstration! Boom!

Then he spreads his wings and flies, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

Only then did the sun belatedly shine through.

It has flown for a long, long time, has flown over many places, and has seen many things.

He tried to make the birds understand him, and he shared what he saw and heard along the way with the birds around him: "Do you know that three hundred miles west of here, there is a mountain, and there is a fruit on the mountain, and if you eat it, you will not get sick. ”

But these birds are busy catching insects, building nests, finding mates, and having children......

They always say impatiently, "What's the point of that? ”

Even the Blue Feather Immortal, who was secretly observing in the dark, couldn't help but frown: "What's the point of this?" ”

So the bird stopped sharing with them, thinking, "What's the point of everything having meaning?" ”

Its family thought it was hopeless. In fact, until its family died, it didn't do anything meaningful.

"At the very least, to your family, your existence is meaningless." Blue Feather Fairy shook his head.

Why can't you just be a normal bird and do something normal?

The Blue Feather Fairy was a little disdainful, such a bird, if it existed for a lifetime, it could not generate even the slightest value for anyone.

It is in a world where it seems to be the only bird.

Is it relying on his own talent and relying on God's favor that he is so unscrupulous?

In fact, relying on his own talent and the favor of God, this bird has become a demon.

Lan Yuxian was a little envious and jealous: "I'm a demon who has been cultivating for a long time, it's good for you, you fly everywhere all day long, and after flying for more than ten years, you will become a demon for some reason......"

Later, the bird flew farther away.

It found a lone tree in an empty meadow.

This bird that flies around all the time and doesn't get down to business.

This tree grows upwards all the time, recklessly.

They became friends.

The bird said lightly: "Nine hundred miles east of here, there is a mountain, and there is a kind of fruit on the mountain, and if you eat it, you will not get sick." ”

"I wish I could grow fruit like that." The tree said, "In that case, I'm kind of useful." ”

This is the first creature to be interested in its own topic.

They are all creatures that are disliked by others and labeled as "useless".

"I've always wondered what kind of place I've come to," the bird said. ”

The tree replied, "It's a wasteland with only weeds. Oh, now there's one more tree. ”

"I mean...... "what kind of world I've come in," the bird looked into the distance. ”

The bird asked again: "I've been flying for more than a hundred years, and I still haven't been able to see the world." What about you, how long have you been in this world? ”

The tree said, "I don't know...... It's been a long, long time. ”

"How long?" The bird smiled, "I've already cultivated into a demon, can you outlive me?" ”

"Perhaps......" replied the tree just earnestly, "I don't know how to calculate time." ”

"The sun rises and sets, and it's a day. Three hundred and sixty-five days is a year. ”

So the tree began to gently shake its branches and leaves, slowly calculating.

"How many times have I watched the sunrise......"

The tree did not speak to the bird for ten days, and it seemed to block everything from the outside world.

As the bird flew out, the tree muttered, "It's three hundred and sixty-five days a year......

When the bird returned to the tree, the tree was still muttering, "In this way, it should be ......"

On the eleventh day when the bird asked this question, the sun was about to shine, and the bird opened its eyes, spread its strong wings as if demonstratively, and chirped!

At this time, Shu Lang replied, "Five thousand one hundred and twenty-one years!" ”

The bird was so frightened that it almost fell from the tree: "How much?!! ”

"Five thousand one hundred twenty-one years and one hundred and thirty days."

Big Tree replied.

This demon tree that has been cultivated for 5,000 years knows nothing about this world.

"I'm very tall, I can see far away, and all I can see is weeds." "Still, I always believed that there was more to the world than that. There must be something else out of sight of me......"

It became the eye of the tree.

It flies into the distance and brings the world back to the trees.

The tree always said lightly: "So the world is like this." ”

"Nope." The bird always corrected him, "It's just a part of the world, the real world, I haven't finished reading it yet." ”

Later, many animals and plants appeared here.

Later, humans appeared in the world.

Later, humans entered the world.

Humans regard trees as protectors.

"Humans and animals alike regard you as a protector, you should be the pinnacle of your life, right?" "You've found your meaning in existence." ”

"But I haven't seen the world yet." The bird said, "So I can't stop yet." ”

Later, humans discovered that the tree was not a protector, but a youkai.

They want to destroy the yokai.

The bird was a little confused.

Monster? What happened to the youkai?

Big trees have sheltered humans for nearly a thousand years!

This kind of life, such a dedication, is a god or a demon, what difference does it make to people?

The bird saw that the pure land that he and the tree had built with great difficulty was stained red with blood; A companion with whom he had spent 5,000 years was killed by humans; The big tree, which has resisted countless natural disasters for the village, was burned by humans......

Everything is just because we are monsters.

For human beings, if they are faced with youkai, all atrocious crimes become justice!

Everything youkai does, it's a mistake.

Yokai seems to be something that shouldn't be there.

It seems that this world should belong only to human beings.

So why do you have to be a monster in the world?

What is the appearance of youkai in the world? Disaster? Curse?

Maybe the yokai represent the darkness of the world, but it is clear that the yokai have the sun in their hearts......

Take, for example, the tree behind it.

The bird shook its head: "I suddenly don't want to fly around." ”

"Why?"

"Compared with curiosity about the world, I care more about what the demon is like in the eyes of the world."