One Breath Is the Way

"The Wind and the Dust" is not a noisy cultivation novel. It does not have a protagonist who is outrageous from the beginning, nor does it have a bloody battlefield. I just want to write about one person - A child who wakes up from the wind, a master who cultivates his mind in meditation, a mountain, and a thought. This is the first story I have written with real heart. Every sound of wind, every light, and every sigh were knocked out bit by bit by me sitting in the middle of the night. It may not be fast, it may not be hot, but I hope it can make you quiet for a moment, even if it is only a moment. The world is getting more and more anxious, and even cultivators are competing to cheat. What I want to write about is "heart" - not soaring, not fighting for hegemony, but the heart that has not been covered by dust. If you like, please read more slowly. In this Taixu Mountain, listen to the wind and look at the lights, you may be able to see your own shadow. Those who cultivate the mind are not in books, but also in our hearts.