At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, war smoke was everywhere. As soon as he was born, he was destined to transcend the three realms. "Now that your majesty is debauched and immoral, and I have no status in the palace, I am afraid that Lin'er like me will have to face the turbulent and chaotic world as soon as he is born. So, I beg you, please, take him away from the place of right and wrong." "For the sake of my father who saved you back then, save my child. "I will do my best to teach you, Your Highness. Please rest assured." Enter the world and worship Hua Tuo. "Okay," he took the cup of tea with a smile and took a sip. "From now on, you will be my disciple, Hua Tuo." Who can survive alone in this troubled world with Hua Tuo's adopted daughter Hua Qing? "Sir, if Hua Tuo cannot be used by us and is used by others for his own use, it will be a big disaster. Why don't you give him a cup of poison" "You can handle this matter" "No" Hua Qing unintentionally took on my fate. From then on, there will be no more Song and Yuan Dynasties in the world, only monsters who have been running for Hua Qing for thousands of years in the world and can only survive by borrowing the lives of others. Qin, Song, World War II, the Republic of China... Traveling through thousands of years, surviving in the cracks of time, just to... Resurrect you