"Old Master, the locals call Big Golden Mountain the Immortal Mountain. Back in those days, they told you and your brothers that only immortals could ascend Big Golden Mountain. If you dared to open your mouth on the mountain, the Mountain God would strangle you to death. In short, Big Golden Mountain is an inconceivable mountain where even birds cannot fly over. It's best for humans to stay away. Yet, you, fearless as you were, chose to confront fate!"
Chen Fan reached behind himself and touched Old Master Chen's urn, feeling both respect and a surge of boldness, "Old Master, if you and your brothers could cross the snowy mountains and create miracles, your descendants can do it too!"
As his words fell, Chen Fan exhaled deeply, put on the straw shoes he had just bought from Sichuan, and began the conquest of the snowy mountain.
