"A fated person? Then they must be very powerful, right?"
An Zizai looked at the two names on the paper and sighed with emotion. For his grandmaster to personally write down their names, they were surely extraordinary.
Wei Ye, Liu An.
An Zizai committed these two names to memory.
He only wondered when these two would come to Zhongtian.
After spending so much time with Gu An, he had also come to understand what should be asked and what should not. Matters concerning the future could not be asked about too much, while matters of the past could be asked about freely.
After finding solace here with his grandmaster, An Zizai bowed and took his leave. He prepared to inform the other disciples that it was time to rein in their hearts and cultivate.
Although Gu An had closed the Longevity Dao Field, his Dao Intent shrouded this continent, perfectly evading karmic deduction. Unless the Immortal Gods personally came here, even if they did arrive in person, he could erase their memories.
For now, he still liked this sort of secluded life. Compared with fighting and killing, there were still many interesting things in life.
Playing chess with others, roaming mountains and rivers, fishing in streams, painting beside mountains and waters, and so on—each held its own different pleasures, and within these pleasures, he could also seek out the true meaning of the Great Dao and comprehend the Great Dao.
A Saint could already command the Great Dao, but the Great Dao was long and unending, still creating fortune and transformation, life giving birth to life without cease. A Saint's comprehension of the Dao still helped his cultivation; it was only that the angle and level from which he comprehended the Dao were already different.
After An Zizai left, Gu