You had never expected that the chubby disciple you had encountered almost every day in the Library Pavilion would turn out to be a senior brother from Cloud-Reaching Peak.
You thought for a moment and said, "Since entering Little Green Peak, the spiritual peaches on the back mountain have ripened twice. I suppose I had my fill twice."
Jian Susu of Little Green Peak smiled. "Senior Brother Zhou, you truly know how to joke. You are not some mountain monkey, always thinking about those peaches."
Yang Chen laughed. "Junior Brother Zhou speaks of the mind-monkey. After cultivating in the mountains for two years, one's Dao heart may still remain unsettled. Restrain the mind-monkey, and one becomes enlightened; tether the intent-horse, and one transforms into a dragon."
Jian Susu did not think much of it. After all, Zhou Jing was merely an ordinary senior brother from Little Green Peak.
Qi Ling, however, found the saying rather ingenious.
Yang Chen asked in confusion, "There is something I have never understood. Junior Brother Zhou, you go to the Library Pavilion every day, yet you only take down the Daoist canon and put it back. You have touched nearly every jade slip on those three walls, but never read them closely. Why is that?"
This question had lingered in his heart for more than two years.
You were briefly at a loss for words. You could hardly admit that all it took was a sweep of your Primordial Spirit to discern the mysteries within.
Then, suddenly!
Cloud-Reaching Peak's Azure Jade Cloudship smashed through Mount Fangcun's great formation with a thunderous roar. The spiritual wind churned up by its prow tore a rift through the sea of clouds, while the fierce gale sent everyone's robes whipping wildly.
When the wind died and the clouds settled,