Returning to the Vast Heaven and Earth, Chen Ping'an immediately unleashed a divine ability and withdrew that colossal Heaven-and-Earth Manifestation. His form gradually shrank—from a great mountain, to a peak—until it finally condensed into a ten-foot golden body.
His figure drifted down onto the sea of clouds. Chen Ping'an cupped his hands and bowed to the Confucian Sage stationed at Treasure Bottle Continent's Sky Curtain. "I left in too much of a hurry earlier and did not have time to report to you, sir. This junior was discourteous."
The old master waved a hand with a chuckle. "Did something happen? I did not see anything."
Xie Gou's eyes flew wide and her mouth fell open. That worked too? Their mountain lord's Dharma form had soared right past the old man's face, and he had not seen a thing?
Chen Ping'an could not help laughing. He had thought the old master would politely say something like, "Do not let it happen again." After a brief silence, he cupped his fists. "This junior offers his thanks."
The old master nodded. Each understood without needing to say more.
Having broadened her horizons, Xie Gou felt that she still had much to learn by following beside her mountain lord.
The old master kept a straight face and held back his laughter. He said nothing, merely raising a thumb at Great Li's newly appointed National Teacher. Fine work!
Worthy indeed of the old scholar's Final Disciple. The blue had surpassed the indigo from which it came.
Back then, the old scholar had merely run to the border between two worlds, stretched out his neck, and declared that Yu Dou could take a chop at it. As for his student, he had simply carried a sword to White Jade Capital to chop people.
He never threw