There is no image in the ten directions, and there is no trace of the six realms. Jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements. In the world of mortals, there are picturesque beauties, poets and wine talents, and the river flows with thousands of sails. But he is only for martial arts, watching with cold eyes. In the boundless night, there are demons addicted The blood, the enchanting concubine, the grave of thousands of people, but he only does what he should do and sticks to his original heart. On that day, when he comes to the top of the road to heaven, he points to the sky with one hand, Point to the world with one finger and shout out: I am the Emperor of Heaven, and all sentient beings come to worship me.