Immortals, Perhaps Drifting from the Sea of ​​Death

The Sea of ​​Death is boundless, deeply chilly, dark and decaying. The air there is foul and smelly, the water is full of corpses, and there are huge waves rolling in. Ugly and terrifying monsters swallow up the wind and waves, wandering monks are wandering and unable to return, and strange people and strange fruits emerge in endlessly. There was a baby on a small boat. The baby rode the wind and waves, crossed many obstacles, and rushed to a place where he had been hiding for thousands of years. The swaddling baby is finally brought into human arms. The fengqing Taoist man stood on the beach, stroking his beard with one hand and holding the baby in his arms. He smiled faintly: "Little one, where are you from?" Time passes, and the infant boy has grown up vigorously. In order to find his life experience, he decides to set foot on the Sea of Death again...