午夜来道客

Midnight visitor

In this Phoenix Pond and Dragon Pavilion Forest, I once dreamed of yellow beams and watched the rise and fall of five thousand years.
That rotten peach mountain is not named Sun, the pigs roar in Fuling Cave, and the owls perch in the ginseng and fruit trees.
At sunset in the Western Mountains, there are cows, horses and snake gods. The young man became addicted to chanting and told a series of nonsense about immortality.
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The story of how a Taoist boy transforms into an immortal and ascends to immortality through cultivation.
(Attachment: You can read the eight-thousand-jun excellent old book "Xianlu" with the same taste. You can find it by clicking on the author's avatar)