Begin your practice with the crane-shaped stance.

The divide between immortals and mortals is like an insurmountable chasm. Those with spiritual roots perch high in the clouds, seeking longevity and enduring beauty; those without spiritual roots live like weeds, aging and dying in the mortal world. Xia Dong was originally a mortal traveler without spiritual roots, yet a bronze bell accompanied him through his transmigration and rebirth. Each ring of the bell is proof forever. The physical body is born and dies, but the realm is flawless and unregressive. Spring strings, summer hooks, autumn feathers, winter stones. In the long river of time, how many brilliant talents have vanished with the tide, how many colossal figures have crumbled. Only Xia Dong wanders the river of time, leaving behind the name "Gouchen," echoing through the years. "Once one sees through the tide's message, one realizes there is neither self nor dust."