Li Huowang sat on the ground with an expression filled with hesitation and struggle. After staying still and pondering for a long time, he finally picked up the brush and began to write on the paper in front of him.0

However, he had to take long pauses after every few characters. One reason for this was that he was not used to writing with a brush. But more importantly, Li Huowang had already started to forget how to write a lot of the common characters.0

Li Huowang understood what this meant—he was slowly becoming more like Dan Yangzi.1

After writing a long passage, Li Huowang ended his letter in large words—Li Huowang’s final work.0

After he finished this, he dried the paper and handed it to the plump nun beside him. "If my fellow disciples come looking for me, please pass this letter to the tall one among them. He can read."1

Next, he passed the sacred text, the gourd containing the lifespan pills, and the bronze bell to her. “Please...0