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mushrooms.
If you mix in smoke and fire,
Your body will not walk in the jewel
pond.
All things finished,
You sit still in a little niche.
The light body rides on violet energy,
The tranquil nature washes in a pure pond.
Original energy is unified, yin and yang
are one;
The spirit is the same as the universe.
When the work is done, you pay court to
the Jade Palace;
A long whistle gusts a misty gale.
There is a body outside the body,
Which has nothing to do with anything
produced by the magical arts.
Making this aware energy completely
pervasive
Is the living, active, unified original spirit.
The bright moon congeals the gold liquid,
Blue lotus refines jade reality.
When you've cooked the marrow of the
sun and moon,
The pearl is so bright you don't worry
about poverty.
At the right time, just out of the valley,
You rise lightly into the spiritual
firmament.
The jade girl rides a blue pheonix,
The gold boy offers a scarlet peach.
One strums a brocade lute amidst the
flowers,
One jewel pipes under the moon.
One day immortal and mortal are
separated,
And you coolly cross the ocean.