Who would have thought the old monster wouldn't care in the slightest? At his level, what hadn't he seen? It was hardly surprising for an outsider to practice Buddhist techniques. Of course, the old monster had no idea that Lu Xiaotian had cultivated several of the Buddhist sect's inherited techniques from the Seven-Level Pagoda.
"Look, Blue Mirror Lake!" In the distance, its surface was a deep blue, smooth as a mirror, without a single ripple. Beneath the azure sky, it looked like a gigantic mirror stretching beyond sight. The demon birds, along with the humans and demons flying over Blue Mirror Lake, could all see their own crystal-clear reflections on its surface, as though they were looking at themselves in a mirror.
Occasionally, a demon fish leaped from the lake. The ripples it stirred spread only a few dozen feet before the surface returned to stillness. The demon fish seemed to have leaped straight out of a mirror; in the blink of an eye, it plunged back into the azure mirror and vanished. The lake seemed to possess a strange magic that could erase its ripples.
"Blue Mirror Lake is so beautiful, just like Mount Vermilion Glow. Who would've thought there were such wondrous places between heaven and earth?" Looking at the mirror-blue treasure lake, Yun Xiaoqi spread her arms, utterly enchanted.
Lu Xiaotian gazed at Blue Mirror Lake, its far shore nowhere in sight, and felt just as awestruck. Walking across the lake was like walking on a mirror. Blue Mirror Lake truly lived up to its name.
Lu Xiaotian's divine sense stirred. He sensed a monk approaching. A moment later, an elderly monk with white hair and eyebrows appeared above Blue Mirror Lake, riding on a cloud. "This humble monk is Wuhui. Fellow junior brothers and sister, and