Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

g!The sandalwood tree, originally imbued with the serene atmosphere of Zen, was a tranquil forest. Even in the end, when the clamor subsided back into stillness, it was a deathly silence, littered wit...entence, when placed on any Yellow River prodigy, would seem like a joke. But coming from Lin Xianzhi's mouth, it carries a great deal of tension.In ancient times, on the plains under the starry sky a...