The Immortals of Long Brows

The Long-Browed Old Monster sat meditating in the mountains for several years. Then, struck by a sudden insight, he sprang to his feet, let out three long cries, picked up his brush, and wrote a lengthy treatise titled The Immortals of the Long-Browed Sage. It read:

Few live to see seventy, and who could accompany the Long-Browed Sage?

A thousand years of cultivation, yet still no immortal; one smile could topple a city, leaving everyone guessing.

Now he dwells in the mountains. How many more times will he cultivate in this half of his life?

Where lies the immortal mountain he now seeks? Pines and emerald bamboo flourish across the slopes.

The Long-Browed Old Monster laughed again and spoke a true saying: “Beyond every mountain lies another mountain; within every cave, another cave. Life and death are thrown into chaos, and the two realms are linked by profound mysteries.” After leaving his Immortal Register on a stone wall, the Long-Browed Old Monster vanished without a trace.