My name is Chen Fan. I was born in the ordinary world, with mediocre qualifications and low spiritual roots. I am an outsider who can be bullied by everyone.
Others can draw Qi in one day and build the foundation in three days, but I practiced hard for half a year before I could reach the first level of Qi refining.
There is no heaven-defying bloodline, no mysterious inheritance, no experts to protect the Tao, but only an undying heart towards the Tao.
From the menial work in the handyman's room, to the half-volume fragments of the Sutra Pavilion; from the lowest spiritual grass at the foot of the mountain, to the narrow escape in the secret realm; from the scorned ant, to working hard to break through step by step.
Refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, transforming into gods, overcoming tribulations... Every step is difficult, but extremely solid.
The world laughs at my mortal bones, laughs at my stupidity, and laughs at my hopelessness in life. I used mortal bones to cast the Taoist foundation, practiced hard to achieve immortality, and with my humble body, I embarked on a real path of cultivating immortality for a mortal.
The road is blocked and long, so I will go.
Reader comments
Haha😃 I finally met an author like me. It doesn't matter how good he writes. He writes one book after another, with no traffic or comments, and no one scolds him [face covering]
Very good, very local, but needs to be strengthened in terms of grasping human nature.
Haha😃 I finally met an author like me. It doesn't matter how good he writes. He writes one book after another, with no traffic or comments, and no one scolds him [face covering]
Very good, very local, but needs to be strengthened in terms of grasping human nature.