Fangxian Heretics

The little Taoist priest was twenty-eight years old, and his youth was aroused by troubles.
Every day I suffer from old age, illness, death, love, hate, anger, stupidity and resentment.
I don’t want my face to wither, I don’t want my skin to have spots,
I don’t want my limbs to wither, my internal organs to be empty, and my bones to be stinky.
The young Taoist priest was only twenty-eight years old and he only wished for immortality.
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Refining oneself as medicine, nourishing one’s body as bait, this is a story about a mortal who overcomes calamity and seeks immortality.