The Prehistoric Apprenticeship Path That Will Never Be Destroyed by Calamity

The willows are green and hanging on the ground, and the lotus flowers are flying in the sky. At the beginning of chaos, Pangu fell, and Tai Chi's two rituals and four images were suspended. The innate Qi transformed into Hongjun, Taoist Lu Ya was still in front. I am only eighteen years old this year, one year of chaos. Pindao was originally a guest from Kunlun, and he had an old house on the south side of the stone bridge. At the beginning of the Hunyuan Dynasty, when I attained the Tao through cultivation, I realized immortality and learned about obedience and adversity. Don't praise the purple gold elixir in the furnace. You should know that the jade liquid is burning in the fire. Cross the blue luan, ride the white crane, and eat the longevity medicine without eating the peaches. Don't go to Xuandu to pay homage to the old man, don't go to Yuxu Gate to make promises. I can travel around three mountains and five mountains, and enjoy Penglai Island as I please. Everyone calls me a celestial being. I am full of emotions in my belly. Drunk to become a god, remember the journey to the west, Huang Liang dreams of Tang Po. The Sui people once refined the bardo of fire, and the samadhi was accumulated with deep meaning. The blazing flames are burning up my secret teachings, so why waste my efforts on paying tribute to them? Luya Sanren personally came here, and Xiqi wanted to ambush Zhao Gongming. The war drums are beaten on the high mountains of the rooftop, and the stars and the moon are used to cut the heaven and earth. Measuring calamities and immortalizing the three realms, I trained as an immortal warrior in the ancient times. There are things to do and things to do. The Tao seems ruthless but has feelings.