When Ling Tian heard Po Qiong say there was a surprise in store, he grew intensely curious. But no matter how he questioned Po Qiong, it wouldn't give anything away, leaving him both frustrated and even more eager to find out.
"What could this mysterious surprise be?" Ling Tian wondered. He stared at the jade wall, his eyes lighting up. "Po Qiong, if my guess is right, it has something to do with these images, doesn't it? You're not going to tell me there's a way to move these jade walls into Xiao Shi's Small World, are you?"
"Elder Ling and the others already said these cliffs are extremely hard to damage. How could I possibly have a way to move them?" Po Qiong denied, then urged him once more, "Hurry up and comprehend the movement technique. You'll find out when the time comes."
Knowing Po Qiong's temperament, Ling Tian stopped asking. He went to the first jade wall and began his study.
Feeling the dense Law Power of movement techniques and watching every motion of the white-clad figure in the image, Ling Tian gradually became absorbed.
"The Law Power here is very dense, much denser than in Ling Tian's grandfather's nine-story Linglong Pagoda. Being here, with the images to study, makes comprehending the Laws of movement techniques much easier," Po Qiong thought. Then his tone changed. "But they've only touched the surface. Given their cultivation, comprehending Law Power is still quite difficult."
Time drifted by, and several years passed in the blink of an eye.
Throughout those years, Ling Tian hadn't left the jade wall for a single step. Aside from leaving a portion of his mind to comprehend Great Dao Power, he devoted himself entirely to comprehending the Laws. But just as Po Qiong had said, Ling Tian