Emerald shadows and rosy clouds reflect the morning sun, birds cannot reach the eternal skies of Wu. From atop, the vast view spans heaven and earth, the great river flows endlessly without return.
A golden wheel as large as a carriage cover leapt out from the clouds, and from afar, it seemed as if it were suspended above the spire of Louguan Tower, casting down thousands of beams of golden light, illuminating the waters of the Lijiang River as they surged eastward.
Zhang Jiugao placed the fairy sword, Red Qiu, on his back and stood with his back the front hall under the signboard of "Mo Zhu Mountain Louguan Path". He looked up at the morning sun, inhaled deeply, and exhaled a long breath of white mist, saying, "Feasting on the six essential breaths and drinking air of vastness, rinsing oneself with the pure Yang and embracing the morning glow."
