Chen Xun continued sitting in meditation.
With a single thought, he dispatched a thousand incarnations, sending them toward the Five-Elements Mountain beneath the sea.
His true body remained seated upon this tiny desolate island.
Seen from a bird's-eye view in the heavens—
This desolate island lay in an exceedingly remote corner of the Mystic Cosmos Immortal Realm, a region utterly beyond the reach of living beings, distant beyond imagination.
As for what Chen Xun was doing...
He was not really doing anything. He was simply here to behold the vast ocean and take in the scenery between heaven and earth.
A year later.
Chen Xun began painting again.
This time, the landscape in his painting contained an extra trace of spiritual grace, an extra trace of heaven and earth's true essence. It actually drew Black Ox into a trance.
It was not entranced because Chen Xun's painting was particularly good, but because it felt that he had actually painted something that looked somewhat real!
"Moo!"
Black Ox's eyes widened round as it rubbed against Chen Xun's cheek. "Moo moo?"
Why did the ocean in this painting feel as though it was moving? Did you use the power of the Great Dao?!
Chen Xun raised a brow. He had not.
He had merely painted what his own eyes saw.
Black Ox blew out a shocked breath through its nostrils, its eyes nearly boring into the painting. It felt as though Chen Xun had captured the effect of an Image Recording Stone...
Chen Xun chuckled and continued sketching with simple lines.
"Xun Bro, Bull Bro~"
Little Scarlet emerged from the sea with a huge clam shell clamped in its mouth. Soaked from head to toe, it strode ashore with a heroic air and roared, "This seabed clam shell is full of meat!"