This was a chaotic era in human history. In the mountains and ravines of a loess plateau, in the northwestern corner of the Great Qin Empire, a boy named Zhang Ziwei begins his sweeping journey to cultivate immortality and defend the Dao. As the poem goes: “In life and death, one heart, one soul; why must we be parted, each consumed by longing? We yearn for one another, yet cannot be together. For whom does spring bloom beneath the heavens? It is easy to beg for the brew at Lanqiao, but hard to flee across the blue sea once the elixir is made. If we meet at the Ford of the Herd Boy, let us sit together and forget our poverty.” My new book is now online! If you enjoy it, please show your support! Please recommend and add it to your collection!
