The old Daoist said nothing further.
He merely kept his shocked, peculiar gaze fixed on Lu Qing.
"You child..."
How had he survived?
And why did he possess such a Destiny?
He wanted to calculate it.
Yet that faintly stirring sensation in the unseen made the old Daoist suppress the thought in his heart.
Lu Qing calmly looked at the old Daoist and his group before him.
They had come from the mountain path.
He saw layers of radiance surrounding them, surrounding the old Daoist before him.
Lustrous and whole, they carried a trace of an utterly incompatible aura.
He saw Heaven, and he saw Earth. Now, he saw Man.
In that instant, Peach Blossom Spring Village seemed to finally awaken with certain movements, like faint ripples spreading across a still surface.
That scroll painting withdrew.
The shadows of Peach Blossom Spring all around them had already vanished.
At this moment,
the old Daoist had been about to continue what he was saying, but when he saw the child's eyes, he could no longer speak.
His gaze became incomparably complicated.
"With a single thought, you discern illusions."
"You have not entered the Dao, yet the movement of your Divine Soul and True Spirit has already reached such a realm."
The old Daoist's words were full of complexity.
Lu Qing quietly listened to him speak.
He was the first person Lu Qing had seen.
So he had taken note of certain things with his eyes as well.
Heaven, Earth, and Man.
A ripple stirred in his heart.
It ought to have been complete here.
Yet it ought not to have been complete here.
What was still missing?
The old Daoist also saw Lu Qing's eyes.
There was far too much within those pupils that could be seen through.
The old Daoist