Jinse

In these golden years, who knows how to wield a sword and write on paper? The misty smoke is just like the old life. The spring breeze across the river seems like it has disappeared in another world. In the Tao of Immortality, when an immortal asks for wine, only the drinker becomes arrogant. The rolling river flows eastward and reaches the sea, never to return. The prodigies on the riverside are accompanied by broken willows, and the solitary branches are moving enchantingly. Immortal immortals go away and follow people and mountains. Raise the sword and the person dies. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.