Eternal Life

Lin Jin has lived for too long, long enough to see the sea turn into dust, long enough to see the dynasty overthrow, long enough to crush a world with a raised hand, long enough to make all races bow down by lowering his head. He is an immortal who walks in the heavens, and he is also a solitary man who is invincible. Time is the most grinding thing. He is afraid that all his emotions will be worn away in the endless years. He is afraid that those hands that turn clouds and rain will one day get tired of this bright world and drag all the heavens and worlds into silence. So he gathered all his sharpness, turned into a commoner, and walked in the world of mortals. He would listen to the sound of flower sellers in the rain lanes of Jiangnan, watch the sunset on the Saibei grassland, drink a pot of residual wine with a frustrated scholar, and listen to children singing a nursery rhyme. The fireworks in the world are the gentlest shackles he has tied to himself. Until the small world of Xuanhuang, when he met the young man who worshiped the gods with blood, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly. Perhaps, this worldly road can still be walked for a while. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.