Seeing the teardrop shape gradually become more angular, even as it continuously flew about absorbing the qi of fortune from the Six Paths, the haze on its surface still billowed out. Even I could not help growing curious. After no one knew how much time had passed, the Soul-Burning Incense Burner had grown large enough to be compared to a huge mountain before it finally came to a stop.
It rested among the six Dao Foundations, like a huge mountain suspended above the cloud-capped summit amid boundless mist, or like an immortal mountain floating in the sea. The mist rising faintly upward made this enormous immortal mountain seem incomparably mysterious. From outside, nothing within it could be seen; only when the clouds and mist dispersed from some part of the mountain would a corner of the immortal mountain appear.
"Junior Brother, this... this looks a little like the overseas immortal mountain Boshan." Senior Brother Hai rubbed his chin as he spoke.
"Senior Brother, how can you tell? How do you know this is Boshan?" I hurriedly asked.
"Incense burners are often shaped like Boshan. The mountain takes the form of a bronze bean's heart, with a peaked cover, carved hollow into the shape of a mountain. The mountains overlap within, and cloud patterns are sculpted like drifting mist, with people, birds, and beasts among them. Wisps of smoke float out and coil around the burner, naturally creating the effect of hazy mountains and beasts in motion, as though it were the legendary overseas immortal mountain, Boshan." Senior Brother Hai circled the enormous Boshan, deeply interested.
He had conducted considerable research into ancient magical artifacts, so he was especially sensitive to things of this sort. Since what he saw resembled a Boshan burner, he naturally took this mountain to be Boshan.