The green hills are as one with the rain and wind, when has the bright moon ever been of two lands?
The journey of cultivation is long, and there is always someone to accompany you. On this long road to immortality, a nod to a fellow Daoist, even if you met in your youth, however much time passes, you will still reunite as before.
"My heart is undying, but the Dao has no door, without this tribulation, my fate is hard to preserve."
"I shall grant you a fortune, the great tribulation shall become the Elixir of Immortality."
Images from the past scattered and reappeared in Wang Xuangang's mind.
The sky was full of great fires, blazing and torrential.
"You are different from before..."
Fifteen-year-old Wang Xuangang looked at eleven-year-old Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
