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A few years after leaving home, Chen Zhijin, who returned from cultivating immortality, looked at his fiancée, his aging parents, and the person he truly loved, and his heart was like a turbulent sea, with endless waves.

After Xiuxian was killed, the young ghost returned. The army with the single number is called the ghost general, and the horses in white clothes pass by to mourn.

The rest of my life has gone on, and I still feel no regrets. I have been away from the world for a long time, and I still know my way. I am not born at the right time, I just hate that the immortals will not die. What's the use of eternal life? It's better to drink and sing today morning and evening, and let go of the worldly thoughts. This night, I remembered that more than a hundred years ago, I was invited to write down scriptures. Now my old friend is dead, and I am the only one left. Therefore, I am willing to speak out for my way and describe everything on paper. I only hope that when future generations become immortals, they dare to ask the sky how they can be inferior to immortals for the rest of their lives! --"Tongde Jing·Preface"