The green pestle smashes into the clouds and frightens the demon tomb, and the frost chain shatters and the moon locks the cold peak.
Shennong's cauldron is covered with rust and icy pupils.
The curse generates blood in two veins, and robs the wind of a cave.
The soul of the plum blossom dyed with medicine burns the soul of the snow, and the shadow of the crane in the sword is cut off and returned to the red.
The bond between life and death is still red.
Burning ice cooks red gallbladder, burning bones proves withering and prosperity.
Intention: Break the shackles of destiny and realize the symbiosis of chaos.