Canglan Gou Dao

The snow is covered with green wind and the path is cold, and the solitary chick hides its blade to seek safety. Good things are born in the spiritual soil of the precepts, and the journey to the immortal altar is through the tribulation of dust. Don't compete with wolves for space, just rely on patience to overcome thousands of difficulties. Don't say that the dust has no edge, just wait for the clouds to open and see the jade crown.