A Lai River wound its way into the sea, surging onward without rest. Ten thousand spring mountains unfurled like a painted screen, while strange peaks readily rose beside the water.
Chen Ping'an informed Cao Gun and the others that they could return to this geomantic cave residence.
Outside, people were still eagerly speculating over which two Ascension Realm cultivators had fought.
Since they had been driven out by one of those imposing old Sword Immortals, they were destined not to get a share of the spoils. They had to find some amusement to pass the time. They guessed that the one who had crossed swords with that Ascension Realm sword cultivator was most likely Jing Hao, the Qing Gong Grand Guardian of Liuxia Continent—Old Immortal Jing.
While waiting for someone, Ning Yao asked, "Did the Central Land Yin-Yang School Lu Clan help divine the auspiciousness of the mineral vein?"
Chen Ping'an smiled. "I made it up."
He truly had visited the Lu Clan with Xiao Mo and Xie Gou back then, but Lu Shen was an old fox. At such a critical moment, with the Three Teachings Patriarch about to scatter their Dao, how could he possibly choose to damage his own merit and cultivation to make a wedding dress for someone else? As for whether Lu Shen had now merged with the Dao, that was hard to say. Yin and Yang five elements was an extraordinarily broad Great Dao; in both height and breadth, it surpassed even the Dao of essays and poetry. "Zou Zi talks of Heaven, the Lu Clan speaks of Earth." Zou Zi had long since entered the Fourteen Realms, so it was hardly strange for Lu Shen to follow close behind. When Chen Ping'an had returned from beyond the heavens to the Vast World, his