There is a fish in the North Ming, its name is Kun, it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, it is a bird, it migrates by sea to the South Ming, there is a mountain in the South Ming, named Taixu, Taixu has a small mouth, as if there is light, it is extremely narrow at first, and only then can it pass through people. After walking dozens of steps, I suddenly became enlightened. The fragrance was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. After a while, a strong light flashed across, like the dawn of dawn. When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the clouds. When I looked closely, I was horrified! I was hanging in the sky. I couldn't help but staggered, my body was cold and my legs were weak. He accidentally fell, but slowly landed on the ground as if nothing happened. Looking around again, it is indeed a fairyland, with colorful auspicious clouds as signs from the sky, nectar and jade liquid as rivers, rainbow bridges and jade continents, and rare treasures everywhere. Golden apples, silver oaks, fairy flowers, rare and exotic animals are all there. Pedestrians on the road, although dressed in strange clothes, are full of energy and have an air of immortality. I met an old man, with fair hair and a childish face, strong muscles and bones, a voice like a bell, and no trace of illness. It is learned that the old man is a woodcutter from the village at the foot of the mountain, this is the countryside, this town is Taoyi, this city is the capital of immortality, and this country is Huanji. All of you, my dear friends, listen carefully to what I have to say.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.