Rebirth as a Bamboo in the World of Immortality

This is a vast world of immortality where there are many immortal sects and thousands of ways compete. The Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, the spiritual energy permeates the mountains and rivers, and all living beings seek immortality as the Tao. Once I was reborn, I never transformed into a great person. He also had no chance to join the famous Immortal Sect and became the most ordinary green bamboo in the mountains. It's hard to speak without words, it's hard to walk without feet, Then I just take root in the dust, watch the clouds roll and relax, silently absorb the spiritual energy in the years, and follow my own path. Occasionally, monks would step on the clouds and pass by, and occasionally fairy sounds would reach my ears in the wind. I grow up peacefully, without clinging, clinging, or competing for the first place. In the posture of a bamboo, In this magnificent world of immortality, I will find my own path to immortality.