The mountains rose and fell, ancient trees blanketed the land, and mist curled through the air. The closer they came to Heaven Mending Pavilion, the more radiant the scenery became. None of the mountains were particularly steep, and clouds and rosy mists wreathed their peaks as auspicious beasts roamed among them.
Along the way, they saw many lakes, clear and pure, with spiritual fish swimming through them. Their dazzling scales shimmered, turning the lake surfaces into rippling fields of light, brimming with life.
"What a wonderful place. This is only the outskirts of Heaven Mending Pavilion, yet the spiritual energy is already so rich. It's perfect for cultivation," someone praised.
"Indeed. No wonder they've passed down their legacy from the Ancient Pure Land to this day. Just looking at this blessed land, you can tell it's destined to flourish in peace and harmony."
More and more people appeared along the road, which wound through the mountains. By now, there were no longer any vicious beasts in sight, and the path was much safer. Everywhere they looked, they saw spiritual birds and auspicious beasts.
"Heaven Mending Pavilion. So peaceful now. But in the future... sigh. Ghost Master, did you ever think this might happen? If Heaven Mending Pavilion is ever in trouble, and I have the power to help, I'll do everything I can. After all..." Shi Lin murmured inwardly.
After traveling more than a hundred li, they came upon a giant stone stele. Three large characters were carved into it: Heaven Mending Pavilion.
The strokes were vigorous and powerful. A vast, grand aura seemed to rush toward them, as if a colossal giant stood there, gazing down at everyone.
Only now had they drawn near to Heaven Mending Pavilion, but this still wasn't the mountain gate. They were yet within