From the moment he could remember, he knew he was different from the people around him. They would grow old, get sick, and die, but he wouldn't. They saw him as a monster, even though he had never hurt them and had even saved them from danger.
They used to be grateful to him, but after discovering his difference, they became extremely ferocious and wanted to burn him to death.
From then on, he knew that he was different and must not let others know. He would live in a new place every twenty years. He traveled to many places and met all kinds of people.
Among them were good, evil, cunning, fickle, and foolish. Over the years, I had worked as a peddler, and also as a high-ranking imperial teacher and important minister.
He had tried every walk of life, but none of them piqued his interest. He began to cultivate power, just like everyone else. This organization was just something he casually set up, but he never expected it to accompany him through century after century.
He is the mysterious sect leader in their eyes, and the omnipotent head of the family in their eyes.
Many emperors in the dynasties have pursued immortality, but he wanted to know what death felt like. He stabbed his own chest with the sharpest knife, but he was not the one who was hurt. Instead, the legendary magic weapon broke into pieces.
He once met a virtuous monk, and he saw a golden light on him that was not found in ordinary people.
He asked, why do people live and what is the meaning of life?
He said, "Everything exists for a reason; it's all predetermined. When your destined person appears, you'll know the meaning of life."
From that day on, he waited for the destined person to appear.
He wanted to know the meaning of life.
When she didn't show up, he went looking for her. He met an interesting woman who told him that she was a person who traveled from one year later.
She had a lot of wonderful ideas in her mind, which made him feel very fresh.
Is this the person destined for me?
But why didn't he realize the meaning of life?
He once asked her, why do people live?
The woman told him that the purpose of life is to enjoy it, eat delicious food and have fun.
But all this means nothing to him.
He could go without food or drink for decades, he could squander his wealth at will, and enjoy a life of wealth and luxury that the world envied, but all of this was still boring to him. Even though the arrival of this woman brought him a different kind of novelty, it still couldn't solve the mystery in his heart.
Afterwards, she was killed by the emperor.
He overthrew the dynasty and killed the emperor to avenge her. She passed away, but he still lived. He thought of the world she had once spoken of, a world a thousand years from now.
He actually felt a little curious, wondering whether the world a thousand years from now would be as colorful as she said.
Over the millennia, kingdoms came and went, but his Feng family remained, forever undying because of this immortal being. He witnessed the changes of the millennia with his own eyes, never interfering, watching as the world gradually became what the woman in his memory had described.
Every night he was used to standing on a high place, looking at the world with flashing neon lights. Everyone was asleep, but he could never understand what sleep was. Occasionally, when he closed his eyes, it seemed as if someone was singing to him in his ears. The singing was distant and ethereal.
He once searched for the source of this song. Perhaps by finding its owner, he could know who he was.
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