Immortal of Eternal Life and Endless Ages

Chapter 163: Long Talk on a Rainy Night
It was raining in Changsha at four o'clock in the morning.

The bamboo outside the window kept swaying in the rain, scratching the wall, and my thoughts swayed with it.

I actually never had the idea of ​​giving up on the book of Eternal Immortality and have been trying to make a breakthrough.

I'm just stuck in entanglement and confusion.

As I said before, Wanshixian has been basically improved.

In fact, I not only revised it, I made two versions, one is the family version, and the other is the dragon version.

Including those versions that have not been written, the Dragon Pulse version is the second edition, the Family version is the fourth edition, and it has been updated to the eighth edition so far.

This is where entanglement and confusion arise.

I am actually not satisfied with any of these ideas.

At first, I was satisfied with the Dragon Pulse version, but when I wrote the last eight chapters, I suddenly felt bored.

So I tried changing different identities, and after several rounds of ideas, I came up with a family version.

Then the same problem again.

As I wrote and thought, I became bored.

It was not until then that I truly realized that people cannot deceive themselves.

This is especially true for me.

Subconsciously, I should know what the problem with the Daogong Scroll is—

If you want to correct the Daogong volume, you can't just change the Daogong volume.

It's just that I instinctively don't want to face it.

So, I was being lazy and thought that I would just revise the twenty or so chapters of the second volume, and that would be all good.

But that won't solve the problem, it will only delay it, and it will eventually break out.

Everything will go back to the old way and there will be no meaning.

Only by starting from the first volume can the problem be truly solved.

But how to change it?
I do not know yet.

I really want to do it, but I really don't know how to do it.

I feel like I know what the problem is, and I feel like I know how to solve it.

But when I adjusted my mindset and continued to deduce, I found that this path was not feasible at all...

So, do I really know what the problem is?

Everyone knows that you can solve a problem by identifying it and then finding the right solution.

But it's really hard to do.

It is easier said than done, but the meaning is profound. In imagination, many problems are like neatly stacked building blocks, so it is easy to pull out the problematic building block without affecting the overall stability.

In reality, most problems are like a pile of sand, with grains burying each other. They are interconnected, and as long as one grain of sand moves, an unstoppable collapse will occur.

In this tangled and complex relationship, we don’t have enough ability to even distinguish which grain of sand, or which grains of sand, the problem lies in. Among these grains of sand, which grain of sand has a more serious problem…

These problems cannot even be solved by communicating and learning with others.

Just like you can't hand a pile of sand to someone else and have the sand maintain its shape.

During the process of passing, this pile of "sand" will definitely be deformed, and when the other party hands the sand back, it will be completely unrecognizable.

Unless you can show your heart to others...

After all, when it comes to writing, all that can be taught is the basics. After that, everyone's opinions and feelings will be different. It is almost impossible to meet a confidant who shares the same feelings as you.

Until now, I can only admit that my current abilities are insufficient and I am unable to handle this book.

Next, I will probably put aside my worries for a while and try to start a new book.

After all, I am just an ordinary person who longs to do better, has made great promises, but does not have enough ability.

I really want to continue to boast that I will not give up on revising it because I really like this book, but I don’t know if I can do it.

As I write this, it is already 6:54.

The rain stopped long ago and the sky brightened, but I was still worried...

…………

Finally, Nanshan Xingzhe told me before that some people said I was his alias.

Let me clarify this here.

Nanshan also lives in Changsha now. We meet and have dinner together every once in a while, so our IPs are all in Hunan.

Moreover, my writing style is obviously different from his.

Finally, I will teach you a method to identify Nanshan’s writing style.

Most people write in this format when writing about panels:
Fate: [Search the mountains and conquer the demons]

And Nanshan would be written as [Fate: Search the Mountain and Subdue the Demon]

According to my observation.

At the entire starting point, he was the only one who could instinctively wrap the symbol “：” inside “【】”.

……

I have been struggling for a long time, not knowing whether to post it or not, but I decided to post it anyway.

(End of this chapter)