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Just Write When You Have Nothing To Do
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阅尽红尘，吾乃世间长生仙
Just Write When You Have Nothing To Do
Guarding the Sutra Pavilion, Gu Qingyuan, who has an endless lifespan, can see the passing of spring and autumn outside the building, as well as the gathering and dispersing of people inside. Some people abandon their wives and children for the sake of immortality, some people build a prison for their promises; some people use their mortal bodies to perform heroic deeds, and some people are in the quagmire but have a bright heart. Holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in hand, Gu Qingyuan recorded these loves, hates, sorrows and joys one by one into the wordless book in his mind. Amu's fist, Shuanghua's hatred, Lao Huang's regret, Sword Immortal's obsession... Every time a person's story is written, his or her cultivation will improve. As time goes by, old friends have turned into dust. Only Gu Qingyuan stands on the long river of time, brewing a pot of tea and waiting for the next destined person to push the door open. "I, Gu Qingyuan, am just a passerby in the mortal world who records stories."
Guarding the Sutra Pavilion, Gu Qingyuan, who has an endless lifespan, can see the passing of spring and autumn outside the building, as well as the gathering and dispersing of people inside. Some people abandon their wives and children for the sake of immortality, some people build a prison for their promises; some people use their mortal bodies to perform heroic deeds, and some people are in the quagmire but have a bright heart. Holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in hand, Gu Qingyuan recorded these loves, hates, sorrows and joys one by one into the wordless book in his mind. Amu's fist, Shuanghua's hatred, Lao Huang's regret, Sword Immortal's obsession... Every time a person's story is written, his or her cultivation will improve. As time goes by, old friends have turned into dust. Only Gu Qingyuan stands on the long river of time, brewing a pot of tea and waiting for the next destined person to push the door open. "I, Gu Qingyuan, am just a passerby in the mortal world who records stories."