Journey to Tianhai, Wind Thunder Island

Southwest of Qinghe Market, on the eastern edge of a cliff atop a lofty mountain, stood a white boulder five or six zhang wide.

Most of the boulder had already been shrouded by the towering trees beside it. From the sky, only a small half remained visible, while more than a dozen birds perched above it, chirping leisurely without pause.

On the other half of the boulder, concealed by the trees, a young man in green robes sat motionlessly with his eyes closed in quiet meditation. There was not the slightest movement about him, as though he had fused into the stone itself.

Before long, the Green-robed Man suddenly opened his eyes. A tremendously powerful aura emanated from him, startling the nearby birds into scattering from above the boulder.

The Green-robed Man paid no heed to the changes around him. Slowly rising, he stepped out from beneath the shade and into the sunlight, his gaze turning toward a streak of white light in the distant sky.

The white streak drew near from afar, heading directly for the mountain. It soon descended onto the boulder beside the Green Robe Figure.

When he saw a blue-robed man emerge from the white light, a smile immediately appeared on the Green Robe Figure's face, and he walked over.

"Senior Feng He, it has been a long time!"

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Song, you arrived quite quickly. I thought I would have to wait for you a while longer."

Song Qingming calmly cupped his hands. "Rest assured, Senior. I have always liked to make preparations well in advance, and I arranged matters at home long ago.

Since I promised Senior, this junior naturally would not slack off. However, before we depart, there is one matter I would like to confirm with Senior Feng He beforehand."

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