The following is Zhao Changsheng's own account.
"That year, I led my people into war. Prisoners of war were made slaves, and society changed.
That year, I tasted every herb and treated the people. Later generations compiled the Divine Farmer's Materia Medica.
That year, I fought the floods, passing my own home three times without entering, and diverted the river into the sea, with all the people in my heart.
That year, I gave my disciple Li Chunfeng a gentle push on the back, and so the Tui Bei Tu came to be.
That year, I held the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords. The warriors under my command were as fierce as tigers, my generals as mighty as dragons. No one could stand against the long swords pointed their way, and we reclaimed the Nine Provinces amid laughter and conversation!
That year, I got drunk in the palace. A hundred poems poured forth over a jug of wine, my dazzling talent shook the heavens...
I am an immortal, and there have been far too many 'that years' in my life for me to remember them all.
Each 'that year' was but a fleeting moment in my long life, some trifling thing I did on a whim that happened to be recorded in history.
My true enemy is time.
Over a million years, only by taking on all kinds of professions and studying all kinds of skills could I fight off loneliness.
At first, I intended to remain true to myself and quietly await the end of the world as I pursued my studies. But then a mischievous little sister came along, and her little black chicken feet couldn't stay hidden..."
From that day on, Zhao Changsheng kept his hands in his pockets, not knowing what an opponent was...
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An immortal being can just randomly take on a disciple like this. Did the author even use his brain when writing this?
I haven't read a book with such a strong sense of national sentiment in a long time. The lottery incident was incredibly moving, and the jade knife incident brought tears to my eyes. It felt like I could truly be inside the book and experience the prophecy from a thousand years ago. I've already read 58 chapters and decided to start over because I'm afraid of a bad ending.
Where did the immortal get his sister?
Swords carry the legacy of a thousand years, blades cleave the world in times of chaos. Spears move like ink dots, sweeping across the land; clubs vanquish demons and pacify all directions. The steel whip, used to subdue demons, shakes the five sacred mountains; the halberd, like twin moons, is a match for ten thousand.