Dayan fifty, full and overflowing,
Take forty-nine of them and hide one.
If you lose one and keep the rest, you will become the foundation of Taoism.
Make up for what is left, a glimmer of hope.
If you don't prove Hunyuan, you will eventually become a chess piece.
Below the path of heaven, everyone is an ant.
In Zixiao Palace, looking for the Golden Immortal,
Sanqian asked, Sanqian had distracting thoughts.
Today's little story once,
At the beginning of my independent discussion,
The Donghuang bell rings, and the golden crow chirps. The man has black hair and purple clothes, free and easy.
The demon clan controls the sky, and the shaman clan controls the earth.
Hundreds of refined guns are firing, jackdaws are burning dreams and making no sound. One man is wearing silver armor and red tassels, and his fighting spirit is as cold as ice.
How ambitious they all are.