Chapter 2 one

***** Qingyunzhang Kunlun's vitality, born of Qingyun.The adults have done it, and the five colors are dense.In the past in Emperor Gui, the south wind was both fragrant.Cong Fang is rotten and depressed.After a thousand sacrifices, Qingyun came and stopped.Yuye Jinke, Zuo my emperor.If it is not my son of heaven, whoever will prosper in Qingyun.If it is not my Virgin, Qingyun will be the light.Qingyun is bright, and Zhou Daochang is dead.Ninety-eight thousand, the year of the emperor granted by heaven. ***** The Thirty-eight Poems of Feelings are born in the West Sea in a small moon, and Youyang rises from generation to generation.The circle of light is full in the east, and the shadows are already condensed.Taiji produces heaven and earth, and Sanyuan is even more abolished.If you are so smart, who can do it in three or five.

***** Lan Ruo was born in spring and summer, Qianwei He Qingqing.The forest is lonely and empty, and the purple stalks of Zhu Rui.Late in the day and night, the wind is curling up in autumn.The age is all shaken, but what is the meaning of fragrance? ***** Cang Cang Ding zero plug, Burmese barren road today and ancient times.How can the pavilion be destroyed? There is no whole body.The yellow sand curtain rises from the south, and the sun hides in the west corner.Han Jia had 300,000 troops, and he used to serve the Huns.But seeing death on the battlefield, who will pity the orphan. *****

Leyang was the general of Wei, and his son died in the army.Flesh and flesh are thin, and others are loyal.I heard that the Prime Minister of Zhongshan belonged to the deer weng.The solitary beast still can't bear it, and ends up serving the king. ***** People in the city are clever and clever, and they are like children in Taoism.Spoiling and exaggerating, I don't know where I will end up.See Xuan Zhenzi, in the jade pot of Guanshi.Let go of heaven and earth, multiply and transform into infinity. ***** When I observe the changes of dragons, I know the essence of yang.The stone forest is so dark and dense, and there are no places to stay in the secluded caves.In ancient times, the way of immortality was achieved, and faith and Yuanhua merged.Mysterious sense is not image consciousness, who can test Shen Ming.The world sees with eyes, drinks and laughs at the alchemy.There are Yao trees in Kunlun, and Ande picks their flowers.

***** Every time the day does not return, it will be late in Qingyang.What do I think about in the vast expanse, and the forest lying down has no beginning.It was dark when all the parties were appointed, and the ears of Kai Kai wailed.Honghuang has been decadent since ancient times, who knows how to live in a nest.