While Others Are Practicing Martial Arts, I Am Cultivating Immortality. I Sit Alone on the Balcony and Become an Immortal.

While others practice martial arts, I cultivate immortality. There are no immortals in the world. When I come, there are immortals. Su Fu sat on the futon, facing the world of mortals at the foot of the mountain. Just wave your hand and it will be a prosperous world ... The scholar sat on the top of the mountain and drove back a million troops in one breath. The painter splashed ink and painted the sky full of gods and Buddhas. A reckless man pulls up mountains and rivers, but is as immobile as a mountain. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.