Huangpi Taoist Master

The first year of cultivating immortality.
Yellow skin, copper skin, and iron bones are invulnerable to water and fire, and black smoke billows from every move.
Master said, that is spiritual energy.
The second year of cultivating immortality.
Chen Huangpi was itching unbearably, and hundreds of evil eyes broke free from the flesh and blood, spreading malice unscrupulously.
Master said, this is called magical power.
After a hundred years of cultivating immortality, Chen Huangpi’s eighteen legs were rooted in the earth, and his nine heads reached straight into the sky. When he opened his bloody mouth, he heard an obscure and evil voice.
Self-named Huangpi Taoist Master.
Chen Huangpi raised his head and saw his master sitting in the ninth heaven, his whole body blue and black, and in the shadow there were countless gods, immortals and Buddhas struggling and wailing.
"Master, are we really cultivating immortality?"