To contend without contention, to act without forcing: to roam freely between heaven and earth, content in one’s own heart.
Ren Xiaoyao was an ordinary man. He dreamed of eternal life and longed for the Great Dao. If one day he could live freely, he would gladly become an idle cloud or wild crane among the mountains and rivers. He drank dew, ate wild fruit, slept drunkenly on pine and stone, and woke to play the zither. Heaven and earth were his home, and all things his friends.
Others cultivate immortality, enduring a thousand years of arduous practice and severing worldly ties, all for the sake of ascending.
But Ren Qingxuan cultivates the Dao by:
Observing the mortal world,
Wandering through the lands,
Nurturing his nature with music and his heart with affection.
To live freely and without restraint: that is what makes a true immortal.
If you’re tired of an immortal’s path full of fighting and killing, come see how this “carefree mountain recluse” walks his own road to eternal life in the freest way imaginable.
A note: Any resemblance is purely coincidental. This story is entirely fictional. Do not imitate it in real life! You bear the consequences! Thank you!
Great, great, great, great, great
It's super good-looking, and it's the kind of Taoist flow. The most important thing is that the protagonist becomes powerful very quickly and doesn't feel aggrieved. Come on, author, please don't stop updating [sending my heart], I will follow it every day [salute]