The Breeze Comes Slowly

In the middle of the deserted forest in the middle, a wooden house was dimly lit with candles. An old man and a young boy were sitting cross-legged, and the stars were rippling in the sky. On the edge of the cliff of the East China Sea, there was an old man who once ordered fishing in rivers and lakes all over the world, hanging from the cliff to fish. In the library in a shabby alley, there is an old gentleman with gray hair and a slightly hunched back, chanting "There is a Breeze in the World". Two wisps of breeze flowed into the young man's mind, nourishing the majestic energy of heaven and earth. Feng Xu controlled the wind and gained the great freedom of the world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.