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His handsome face was clean and fine, his ears hung low and his eyes shone bright. On his head he wore a three-peaked cap adorned with flying phoenixes, and over his body a pale yellow robe. Gold-threaded boots showed beneath dragon-patterned socks; a jade belt with floral medallions completed his jeweled attire. At his waist hung a crescent-shaped slingshot, and in his hand he held a three-pointed, double-edged spear. He once split open Peach Mountain with his axe to save his mother, and shot down twin phoenixes with his sling. He became renowned after vanquishing the Eight Fiends, and swore brotherhood with the Seven Sages of Meishan. Proudly, he refused to acknowledge his heavenly kin, and in his haughty nature returned to the divine realm to live at Guanjiang. The radiant, wise, and holy spirit of Chicheng, manifesting boundless power, is known as Erlang.