At night, when the bright moon first rose, on a jade stone Dao platform on a hundred-zhang-high peak beside Mirror Lake, a ceremonial stage had already been set up. Beautiful attendants and strongmen moved back and forth like swimming fish, lifting jars of fine wine and Spiritual Fruits and Delicacies. The entire Dao platform was covered with Fluffy Silkworm Blankets, with a main seat at the head, which was not elevated above the others but was on the same level. To the side, guest seats were lined up, totaling more than a dozen.
