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It is said that there was a nameless Daoist in the Zhongnan Mountains who had an extraordinary understanding but a greedy appetite, especially for the fresh taste of fish. He ate it for over ten years without growing tired of it. Some advised him that eating meat would hinder his cultivation, but the nameless Daoist laughed and said, "I enjoy eating fish. I am helping them cultivate, and one day, we will ascend to the immortal realm together." As the Daoist grew old and neared the end of his life, he suddenly had a dream. In the dream, the mountain spirit took physical form and scolded him for being unfair, only being kind to the fish and leaving it behind. The mountain spirit promised to take him to the immortal realm. Upon waking, the Daoist went into the mountains and gathered all the spirits he had seen in his dream. He then cooked them together with the fish in a soup, and an extraordinary fragrance filled the air.