I am a bamboo, a bamboo that has lived for three hundred years. I devote myself to cultivation all day long, hoping to ascend to immortality one day.
Unexpectedly, God was ruthless and gave me a big trouble. From then on, I had a premonition that the future would be dark and there would be no more light.
The facts rarely follow my hunch, but I would rather not be so accurate.
I became a disciple of an immortal, and this immortal was very powerful. I was also very talented, so I was ready to walk a bright road.
This path has been taken, but this master fell into the clouds.