He wakes up earlier than Pangu and hides his way deeper than Heaven.
At the beginning of chaos, Pangu was still sleeping, and I woke up.
During the first tribulation of Long Han, I was in seclusion. Lich war, I'm fishing. Dao and demons fight, I move. In Fengshen Journey to the West, I didn't even leave the house. After surviving for hundreds of millions of years, I have become the biggest "non-existence" in the world. Until the evil of the void overwhelmed the realm and the six saints were defeated, Nuwa opened the door to the ruins with her own hands:
"Fellow Taoist, the Great Wilderness is about to end."
I put down the tea cup: "Okay, let's go out of the mountain this time."
Forty-nine days, I have to bear the evil of the void. After the battle, I didn't stay in the wilderness to be a hero, but returned to the bottom of Guixu - that dark, nothing place. Raised a white bear, planted a rice field, brewed a pot of tea, and waited for spring to come from the east.
Later, the toad left, the star tail disappeared, the glutton grew old, and the turtle gained an extra line. Little Bear lay on my knees and asked, "Will you always be here?" I said, "Yes."
This is not a cool article. This is the story of a man who "doesn't want to be a hero" and returns home after fighting.
The tea has gone cold, but you can get more. The book is complete, so feel free to dive in.
