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Han Gui once traveled through time and became a descendant of the Han family in the Jin Dynasty during the Spring and Autumn Period, determined to seek immortality. On the way to find immortality, he witnessed one "short-term" splendor after another. ... He saw how Confucius went from the persistence of "Knowing that something is impossible but doing it" to the desolation of his old age, "It's so bad that I'm declining." Witnessed Shang Yang's thunderous tactics during the reform, and the bitter blood mist that ended with the car torn apart in the city. I heard Qu Yuan reciting the pathos of "Heavenly Questions" by the riverside, and saw his decisive and lonely figure at the moment when he was sinking into the river with his stone in his arms. I have also seen that when Li Bai was nineteen years old, he showed no sign of his spirit, "The great roc rises with the wind in one day, and soars ninety thousand miles away." At the age of sixty-one, he sat alone in a boat in the dim dusk, and wrote with trembling wrists, "The great roc flies to the sky and shakes the eight descendants, but the sky is unable to destroy it." I once passed by Du Fu who climbed Mount Tai at the age of twenty-four and sang with great ambition and pride, "I will be at the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains at a glance". He was ill in Kuizhou at the age of fifty-six. In the bleak autumn wind, he sighed over a cup of turbid wine, "Hard work hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass is filled with turbid wine." A man of thousands of years rises like stars and falls like dust. He finally sees eternal life at the end of history. ... What he seeks is immortality, but what he has passed through is the entire human world.

King Wen drove his chariot eight hundred steps, and established the Zhou Dynasty for eight hundred years. When Jiang Yuan was in the Western Zhou Dynasty, he had a big dream, and it seemed like a world away. He was shocked to realize that the flowers were not flowers, the mist was not mist, and I was not myself. When Jiang Yuan was four years old, he decided to seek the Tao and seek immortality. Seeing that his parents were both there, he hid his heart and only wanted to serve his parents for the rest of his life. Fang Xunxian asked. When he was sixteen, his parents died. He resolutely dismissed his servants, burned his former residence on fire, and traveled around to find his way. At the age of nineteen, he found a Taoist priest and worked hard to become a disciple, but he was not allowed to enter. At twenty-nine o'clock, he successfully became a Taoist disciple. "Dare you ask Master the name of Dharma?" "Bodhi!" This is Journey to the West! My master is actually the Patriarch of Bodhi!

Once he traveled through time, Ji Zheng became a dragon locked in a dragon well. Facing the world of spiritual recovery, he silently opened his golden finger... ... [On the first day, you were trapped in the Dragon Well. [On the fifty-ninth day, you call for wind and rain, control the torrent, and start walking on the sea. [On the hundredth day, the sky tilts to the northwest, and you use your body as a pillar to support the heaven and the earth.