My name is Chen Xing. Line is the line of walking.
The first time I left that square yard, I was taken away. I didn't know where I was going or how far it would go. I didn't know at that time that the road would be so long.
I found a book without a name in a second-hand bookstore, saw a statue of a god without an inscription deep in the clouds, and repaired a pried opening beside the old stone foundation outside the Formation Sect. I have a fragment in my hand. I don't know what the complete seal will look like when spelled out, or where it will end up pointing. But I know I have to go there.
Because the fragment fell from the end of a road. I want to know what's left at the end of that road.
I keep walking. It's not a fast walk, and there's no place we have to reach. But then I slowly understood that the path I was taking might be my "Tao". It's not written in a book, it's not something others told me, it's something I stepped out step by step.
If you want to know where she goes, you can follow her. She doesn't walk very fast, but she won't stop on this road. This article presents the world of immortality in a slow-paced, first-person perspective. It focuses on personal growth in the early stage, and gradually expands to the interweaving of multiple people traveling together with the rules of the world of immortality.
Intention: The journey itself is the answer.