Marvelous Views at the Summit

　　Moyaling is the highest peak of Lianqing Mountain, with the main peak standing at an elevation of 603 meters. Whether you enter from the northern or southern foothills, a climb of 8 kilometers will bring you to the summit. The mountain is towering, with uniquely shaped and beautiful rocks, and the entire peak is covered by lush forests. Standing atop the summit, you can watch the sunrise in the morning, gaze at the afterglow in the evening, admire the sea of clouds in summer, and overlook the dense woods, giving you the feeling of "floating among the clouds and overlooking all other peaks." There are many unusual rocks on the mountaintop. A huge granite rock with a diameter of 100 meters resembles a blooming lotus, from which Lianqing Mountain gets its name. On the rock are five powerful characters inscribed by Wang Xizhi, the famous calligrapher of the Jin Dynasty: “仙爱青峰岭” (Fairy Loves Azure Peak Ridge). On the eastern side of the summit lies a massive rock weighing about 300 tons, shaped like an immortal monk sitting cross-legged atop the cliff, locally known as the "Half-Immortal Rock."

　　Legend has it that in ancient times, there were two monks — one old and one young — who often lived on Fairy-Loving Peak in Lianqing Mountain, gathering ginseng and herbs for sustenance. Once, while the elder monk was away collecting herbs, the young monk stole and ate the ginseng and ascended to immortality. When the elder returned and drank the leftover ginseng soup, he turned into the Half-Immortal Rock and remained on the mountain. Traveling north along the Moyaling summit, you can see attractions such as the Cool Horse Shed, Running Horse Ridge, Horse-Tying Stake, Horse-Drinking Spring, Tathagata Rock, Bathing Maiden Pool, and North Grand Temple. The valley to the south of Moyaling is Red Grass Valley, covered with vast areas of wild reeds. In summer, the reeds are lush green, and in autumn, the reed flowers turn pure white. It’s truly amazing to find such dense reeds growing at such a high altitude. A poem praises Moyaling Peak: “Moyaling, the ridge that touches the sky; reaching its summit feels just three feet shy. Don’t say the heavens lack wonder — when you stand here, you’ll feel immortal too.”