Now that there was more than one Cross-Continent Ferry, shouldn't there be some leads on the Dragon Slaying Stone?
Boarding the Dragon Snake Trace and looking out from on high, Mountain Lord Chen carelessly caught sight of Dragon Ridge Mountain.
Shouldn't Sword Immortal Mi's proposal have waited until fewer people were around? Was being the chief guardian of a subordinate sect really so aggrieving?
Li Muzhou, the current master of Jingwei Guan.
The Daoist had arrived at the Nascent Soul Realm, not yet at its bottleneck, but by the time he left, he had already reached Jade Purity.
Earlier, in the study of Immortal Master Wei, Luopo Mountain's gatekeeper, Li Muzhou had seemed to have heaven's secrets laid bare in a single sentence. His state of mind opened; like a torrential rain washing away dust, like clouds parting to reveal the sun, he advanced with unstoppable force. Layer upon layer of mountains that were cultivation barriers, section upon section of bamboo tubes, all burst apart with a roar.
By the time Li Muzhou emerged from that state of mental seclusion and came back to himself, he had broken through... and without the slightest stagnation. Though the Daoist was clear-headed and refreshed, he still carefully inspected his mind once over. Sure enough, nothing was amiss.
Li Muzhou immediately rose from his chair. The thousand words in his heart all seemed superfluous, so he could only perform an incomparably solemn Daoist bow. Like a Daoist devoutly worshipping... a Dao mountain that held up heaven and stood upon earth.
This thoroughly left Daoist Immortal Wei bewildered.
Even if Daoist Li didn't know the answer to that question on the folded sheet of paper and couldn't answer it, there was no need to feel so guilty.
More importantly, why were his eyes reddening?
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