When he had previously left Nameless Dao Peak, he had already packed up all his belongings.
Now, on the first day of returning to the sect, Lu Qing had perfectly prepared himself to move into a new place.
This new place differed from the two places Lu Qing had stayed before.
First was its location.
Previously, he had cultivated amid mountain forests, surrounded by mountains on all sides.
Yet this spirit island stood upon the sea, where he could watch the ocean.
This was a true ocean, not some lake or marshland.
If he had not needed to move, Lu Qing truly would not have known there was even a sea here.
Lu Qing's cultivation technique, and even the Dao he had comprehended along the way, seemed to fit rather well with the Great Dao of Water.
After entering the island, Lu Qing casually closed the formations.
On the western side of the spirit island stood a lofty mountain range. Streams flowed down from its peaks, running over the ground from the mountains before finally converging in ponds and lakes scattered like stars.
The first thing that met the eye was that mountain range.
"Boy, head over there."
Lu Qing planned to stop atop a flat-topped mountain cliff. White Crane Boy descended at his words.
This spot was just right. A river flowed below, while orderly spiritual fields stretched into the distance. Looking out from here, one saw a vast expanse of black fields, as level as a plain.
"So many spiritual fields. And there are so many lakes over there where fish can be raised."
After mentioning the spiritual fields, White Crane Boy looked elsewhere. Its attention was not on the fields, but on the lakes it naturally loved.
"By the way, Lu Qing, where are you choosing to