After Zhang Chunqiu recovered the awareness of his previous life, he rested for several days before finally taking complete control of his new body.
Zhang Buku arranged a separate residence for him. The interior was lavishly decorated, antique and elegant, looking very much like the side room of a mortal cultivator.
Zhang Chunqiu sat before the table, holding a book in his hands. This book was none other than the Investiture of the Gods written by Gu An. As he read Investiture of the Gods, he recalled the past, a faint smile hanging on his face.
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The door was pushed open, and Zhang Buku strode in, coming all the way to the table. When he saw the book in Zhang Chunqiu's hands, he could not help asking, "With so many books here, why do you like reading this one?"
There were two rows of bookshelves inside the room, all collected by Zhang Buku back then for the sake of this day, to let his father recall the past.
Zhang Chunqiu smiled and said, "This book swept through Taixuan Sect back then and also shook the Great Cang Dynasty with its fame. I liked it very much. Looking at this book lets me think of many things and many people from the past."
Zhang Buku sat down and looked at his father. His mood had already calmed; now he only wanted to enjoy his father's company.
Zhang Chunqiu put down Investiture of the Gods, turned his gaze to Zhang Buku, and said, "Can you tell me all your experiences? Starting from after I died until now. I want to understand how you made it through."
Zhang Buku had exactly this intention, so he began to tell him.
Facing his father, he concealed nothing and spoke at length, slowly and clearly.