A Boy Who Cultivates Immortality

The immortal caressed my head, and the shark wept with tears. The waves are like glass lamps, and the moon is like a white jade lamp. The immortal caressed my head, and the five colors repaired the marks on the sky. Flames burn between your fingers, thunder shakes thousands of mountains, The immortal caressed my head, and Ganoderma lucidum grew in my hair. The roots are connected to the Kunlun veins, and the leaves cover the nine heavens. The immortal touches my head, and the sound of the bell shakes the whole world. I want to pick the longevity fruit, but the road to Yunshen has been deviated. The immortal caressed my head and taught me how to draw clouds and seals with pen. A little bit of mystery is hidden in the thunder sleeves. Immortals caress my head, and jade fields are planted in the clouds. Cranes come to peck at new ears, and squirrels carry leftover grain. The immortal caressed my head and breathed in the purple morning glow. Hundreds of years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and I'm riding a crane in the clouds to say goodbye. The immortal touched my head and sent me into the thunder abyss. At the end of the robbery wave, there is a golden lotus on top. The immortal touched my head and led me to look at the alchemy furnace. At the intersection of Kan and Li, dragons and tigers call each other. The immortal caressed my head and asked with a smile what do I want? Don't ask for wealth, don't envy the songs of emperors. I wish I could be free and happy, and ride the wind across the stars. The sun and moon are hidden in the sleeves, and the sky and the earth are like sand snails.