My Dao Ancestor Big Brother

Immaculate Immortal Ridge.

Chen Xun was alone in the mountain range felling Crane Spirit Trees, while Old Bull stood beside him, storing away the lumber. It would surely come in handy someday.

"Old Bull, we should sound things out in the future and see what exactly happened to Elder Yin."

With a calm smile, Chen Xun swung his axe into the Crane Spirit Tree again and again. "Six hundred years should be enough to uncover some information, but you need to study talisman formations properly too."

"Moo~" Old Bull nudged the fallen Crane Spirit Tree and snorted, its eyes carrying worries of their own.

Chen Xun sighed softly, then resumed chopping. He merely raised his head for a glance at the sky. The sunlight was just right.

Rumble rumble~

The sound of Crane Spirit Trees falling echoed through the mountain range, surprisingly pleasant to the ear and clearing one's thoughts. One medicine box after another took shape on the ground.

Four nights later, outside the thatched cottage.

The people here had gradually dispersed. The Image Recording Stones Chen Xun and Old Bull had brought back had left them wanting more, and even as they departed, they continued discussing them. It was practically a different Cultivation World from the Mengmu Great Sea Region.

Tonight, only Chen Xun's family remained. They sat in whatever positions felt comfortable, quietly watching the moon reflected upon the lake.

"Third Sister." Chen Xun's expression turned somewhat stern as he looked at Little Crane. "Where are your reflections from reading? Must Big Brother be the one to bring it up? Your Second Brother and I haven't been by your side these years, but you must not slack off in your studies."

"Big Brother, I have them!" Little Crane cried out. She had forgotten all about them while