(It's been a long time since I've added more chapters. Here's two chapters in draft, adding one extra.)
Majestic Mount Tai, towering into the clouds.
Where the mist and clouds swirl, the green peaks pierce through the nine heavens, and when the sea of clouds surges, the azure dragon appears on the eighteen bends.
To watch the sunrise atop the Peaceful Peak, one sees the Golden Crow bathed in blood, purple qi coming from the east, countless valleys and ravines bow their heads, listening to the pine waves before the Elder Peak, as if hearing the bell of Emperor Qin's fengshan ceremony and the drum of Emperor Wu of Han's sacrifice to heaven, the spirits of the thousand-year emperors are not yet extinguished.
Inscriptions on the rock cliffs bear the traces of Yu, twisted branches of ancient cypresses hide the traces of immortals.
This is the backbone of heaven and earth, the soul of Huaxia.
The sea of clouds surges.
