"One occasionally turns into a flying crane in a dream and overlooks common people."
"When he awakened his spiritual sense, he laughed and didn't know he had become immortal."
The Immortal Flying Spirit wrote this poem when he attained his cultivation path. It was also the proudest work of his life. Every time he celebrated his birthday, which happened once every thousand years, he would ask the immortal "fellow Daoists" in his residence to condense the twenty-eight words for him with their cultivation ability and place them on Mount Lingxing, where he lived.
From afar, it seemed like half the sky had become the poem's territory.
