Cultivation Begins with the Crane Form

The divide between mortal and immortal is like a heavenly moat. Those with spiritual roots sit high above the clouds, seeking eternal life; those without are as insignificant as grass, aging and dying in the mundane world. Xia Dong was originally a mortal without spiritual roots, a passerby in the mortal realm, yet an ancient bronze bell accompanied him through rebirth across worlds. With each ring of the bell, one attains eternal proof. The physical body may live and die, but one's realm is flawless and never regresses. Spring strings, summer hooks, autumn hairs, winter stones. In the long river of time, how many brilliant talents have vanished with the waves, how many behemoths have crumbled to dust. Only Xia Dong strolls through the river of time, leaving behind the name 'Hook and Sink,' echoing through the ages. 'Once you discern the truth within the tide, you realize there is no self, no dust.'