With a splitting headache, Zhang Xuan gradually regained consciousness.
The first thing that came into his line of sight was a white ceiling. Swiftly scanning his surroundings, he found that he was lying on a bed in a relatively spacious room.
My strength…
Slowly sitting up, Zhang Xuan winced from the excruciating pain with every inch he moved. He took a look at his own body and found that it was wrapped tightly in bandages. He tried to drive his own zhenqi, but he realized that the zhenqi that remained in his body had become pathetically low.
Why is my zhenqi so heavy?
Taking a closer look, he noticed that his zhenqi had become incredibly heavy. Even slightly driving it created a huge strain on him.
It swiftly dawned on him that it was not that he was low on zhenqi but that the vast amount of zhenqi that he had previously stored in his body had been condensed into mercury-like zhenqi.
For those who are unfamiliar, this is basically the initial plot of Battle Through the Heavens.
And for those who are interested, the idiom 'Thirty years the river's east, and thirty years the river's west' comes from how the flow of China's Yellow River changes its course frequently due to its high seabed, making it easy for sediments to accrue. In the past, most civilians were highly dependent on natural rivers for irrigating their crops, so a change in the flow of the river could easily dictate the prosperity of decline of an entire village.