Time flew by.
Several years later.
Three Azure Mountains.
There were more people at the foot of the mountain now. Relying on Ye Zhuo, they had vaguely formed a small sect, venerating the "Three Azure Immortal" as their patriarch. They built a small temple, with a snow-white cloud leopard beside it as the divine beast guarding the mountain. Naturally, this was because the world had grown increasingly chaotic, and a small number of people had gathered under Ye Zhuo in search of protection.
Ye Zhuo had also begun "passing on cultivation," moving his Lineage here and gradually forming the outline of a sect...
Inner Landscape Realm.
Winnowing Basket Water rippled, dividing clarity from turbidity.
The dense radiance of Winnowing Basket Water surged mightily, glittering in a riot of colors.
Unless one had achieved success in cultivating an inner landscape, one could not use one's own inner landscape to connect with the "Inner Landscape Realm," much less come here to observe the Dao's rhythm. How far one could explore within the "Inner Landscape Realm" was also the most convenient and swift gold standard for distinguishing between inner landscapes, outer landscapes, and the many lesser realms. On this day—
A figure abruptly appeared at the very edge of the Inner Landscape Realm.
It was an elderly Daoist with a lean, clear-cut face, dressed in a purple Daoist robe!
"This..."
Nan Xuanzi had cultivated in Prosperous Sea for many years. He had found several more spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, and after consuming them, his cultivation had advanced greatly. Recently, he had finally harmonized dragon and tiger, joined Kan and Li, opened the Ren and Du Meridians, and attained the realm of fetal breathing, thus opening up his inner landscape. After opening his own inner landscape, his mind became empty and ethereal,