The Small Courtyard.
The qin music flowed melodiously. Nan Feng wore a light-white winter dress as she plucked the strings, elegant and pleasing to the ear.
Lu Rang was pulling radishes from the soil. After winter came, the icy chill would make the radishes even sweeter and crisper.
As he pulled them, he tossed the smaller radishes in one go into the little golden ox's mouth. The little golden ox ate with great relish.
Long Zixuan sat by the pond. He wore a thick coat, but one arm was bare as he fished in the pond.
The little black fish had grown as thick as an arm. It occasionally slipped past Long Zixuan's hands, but his movements were incredibly fast. Between each exchange of palm strikes with the black fish, dozens of moves had already passed.
He was growing together with Kunpeng, and the Kunpeng Technique and his Six Arts of Hunting Heaven were mutually advancing one another.
After this period of practice, Ziling's landscape painting had grown increasingly harmonious and translucent. At this moment, she was creating a painting of a range of mountains—lofty and unbroken, filled with an extraordinary air.
At last, Ziling let out a long breath and stopped her brush. Her slender, jade-like fingers were aching slightly, and her beautiful eyes felt sore as well, but she was incomparably happy.
The painting was complete!
"Junior Sister, this looks very much like... the 'Myriad Mountains Gather Dragon Diagram' that Master painted when we first met him?"
Nan Feng stopped playing the qin and walked over, a trace of surprise flashing through her beautiful eyes.
Because what Ziling had painted now was unmistakably a painting Li Fan had made when they had just taken him as their master.
The Myriad Mountains Gather Dragon Diagram!
At that time, the