Inside the empty hall, Lu Xian stood alone. Unlike his earlier panic, he seemed to have understood something, and a wistful look showed in his eyes.
The breeze atop the meditation cushion still rippled.
Seeing this, Lu Yang stirred his thoughts, only to find that the thoughts he had previously been able to grasp with ease had now become obscure, as though separated by an age-long distance.
After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to speak:
"Why do you say that, Fellow Daoist?"
Lu Xian turned back at his words and said quietly, "I received the Dao Venerable's guidance. At this very moment, it is no longer the Junping Calendar. The Dao Venerable has already gone far beyond the Void Darkness."
"As for this place, what I said just now was mistaken. This place is Heaven Beyond Heaven, yet it is not Heaven Beyond Heaven. Before the Dao Venerable abandoned the mundane world and transcended beyond the world, it was his final memory of Heaven Beyond Heaven. Rooted in that memory and transformed from a wisp of the Dao Venerable's thought, this place came to be."
Lu Xian rose to his feet, his face weathered by time.
With that single motion, it was as if he had passed through hundreds of millions of years in an instant. His back bent, and silver threads appeared amid his black hair.
He sighed.
"Only today did I understand the Dao Venerable's painstaking intentions. I fear even the Dao Venerable never expected me to be so worthless, muddling along in Heaven Beyond Heaven and wasting countless years."
"Oh?"
Lu Yang asked curiously, "Please explain, Fellow Daoist."
Lu Xian shook his head. "First fate, second luck, third feng shui; fourth accumulate merit, fifth study; sixth name, seventh form, eighth revere the gods; ninth