Divine Water Lake

Having slept until noon, Master Zhu had not returned. Liu Xiaolou was already refreshed and full of vigor, so he rose and left the house, heading deeper into the valley. Once again, he came outside that fence, stopped there, and peered inside.

The smoke from the burning pill furnace still soared into the sky, gathering into a white cloud a hundred zhang above. He could vaguely smell the delicate fragrance of blossoming flower buds. He knew nothing of pill refining and could not distinguish the spiritual materials from the pill fragrance, so he had no idea what pill Yan Shu was refining.

Naturally, Liu Xiaolou hoped he was refining a Foundation Establishment Pill, so he had to make a round here every day, as though to urge him on.

"Is anyone there? Anyone? I am starving and thirsty. Might I ask where there is food?" He shouted several times through the fence wall. After a long time, with no response from that boy, he turned and left.

Upon leaving the valley, he saw the Rock Illusion he had slipped into yesterday. This time, he did not enter. He skirted around it for about a li and spotted a small stream flowing out from the deep mountains and dense forest to his left. Its spiritual energy carried a fragrant sweetness. Suspecting it was the stream that flowed through the Herb Field, he followed it upstream and gradually entered a High Gorge.

After looking it over and over, he found yet another illusion formation blocking the way, and it was not the sort that could be broken with a casual wave of the hand. So he climbed up the mountain wall on the left. After ascending more than ten zhang, he saw a bottomless abyss below. Without hesitation, he leaped straight into