Children joking around the streets:
The smelly sleeves are cut off and the face is painted.
My father doesn't feel pain, my mother doesn't love me.
One cried, two made trouble, and three hung.
Duanxiu smiled wildly:
Great alchemist, really awesome.
Left side medicine, dexsetine medicine.
I became an immortal by drinking.
Intention: Accumulating upwards and refining the elixir of accumulating upwards