Yunhuang's Book of Past Lives. Yun Scatters High Tang.

Author: Shen Yingying
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Publish Date: 2006-06-05
Features: The ultimate interpretation of classical mythology, the captivating legend of the Yunhuang world! Following the super bestseller "Mirror" series, the Yunhuang land once again ignites a publishing frenzy! The Yunhuang Triple Goddess and one of the two "rebirths" of the new Wuxia of the mainland, Shen Yingying, crafted this book over three years. The Book of Past Lives, the vast and turbulent years of wandering, the bittersweet memories that are hard to speak of. This book, as always, inherits the style of the little witch" Shen Yingying. The blood curse in the secret chamber beneath the Black Tower of Gaotang Temple, the magical duel on the streets of Yingdu with Wu Li, the dragon and phoenix struggle during the rain prayer ceremony... these fantastical scenes are marked with a distinctive label, instantly recognizable as Shen Yingying's work. But in this book, the unimaginable love between Qing Ren and Yao Ji is the theme of the entire story. Yao Ji met Qing Ren in the Gaotang Temple and, during those days of extreme despair and loneliness, Qing Ren gave her the most precious comfort. In Qing Ren's eyes, the position of queen was merely a means to consolidate his power, and he could not give Yao Ji; while Yao Ji desired was only the solace of a queen that Qing Ren had given her in the Gaotang Temple, not the shackles of being Qing Ren's royal consort. But everything shattered with the revelation of Qing Ren's identity—he was actually the descendant of her enemy. This filled Yao Ji with profound guilt, leading her to choose seclusion... One is the all-powerful, cunning ruler of Qingkui Kingdom, and the other is a priestess of the shaman, indifferent to the world and solitary. In the struggle for power and the maze of desires, they weave a love story shrouded in mist and rain. I see the prison in Gaotang Tower finally shatter, I see the lonely Yunluo flowers drifting with the wind, I see the tide of fate rushing towards me, the heavens and earth turning blood-red in an instant. I see, the endless green waters, gone forever. Don't cry, don't be entangled by the curse. We are all prisoners of time...