There was once a bird called the roc, whose back was as vast as Mount Tai and whose wings were like clouds that overspread the heavens. When it wheeled up into the air a whirlwind arose, and in each flight it covered ninety thousand Ii, soaring above the misty vapours under the azure sky.…
Before long, the Queen Mother of the West and the Grand Primordial(Laozi) both journeyed to the Treasure Hall of Divine Mists to lodge formal complaints against the Stone Rebel.