After that wistful reflection...
Someone pushed open the door of the palace where he had been cultivating in seclusion and stepped outside.
The bell hanging in a corner of the palace gate rang with a clear chime.
The Daoists below the mountain instinctively looked up at the sound.
They seemed unable to believe their ears.
Only after a while, when the bell kept ringing, did they spring into action.
"Master has emerged!"
"The Celestial Master has emerged."
"The Celestial Master has emerged!!!"
All of Crane-Cry Mountain rejoiced at Zhang Daoling's emergence from seclusion.
Perhaps the only calm people there were these three.
Zhang Daoling.
Libationer Green Mountain.
Lin Feng.
This was Lin Feng's first time meeting the legendary Celestial Master Zhang. He looked no older than thirty-five or thirty-six.
Lin Feng did not know whether that was because of his cultivation achievements.
There was not the slightest trace of age about him.
He wore a tattered robe that looked as though it had weathered thousands of years of wind and rain.
It was in a wretched state.
Lin Feng's gaze settled on his back.
Zhang Daoling carried two treasured swords on his back, one yin and one yang.
If Lin Feng was not mistaken, this pair should be one of the legendary Celestial Master Zhang's three treasures.
The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Yin-Yang Swords.
Historically, one sword had been lost, leaving only the other to be passed down.
Upon seeing Zhang Daoling, Green Mountain stepped forward and saluted with clasped hands. "Congratulations on attaining the Dao, Celestial Master."
Zhang Daoling said nothing. His gaze swept over Green Mountain and Lin Feng, looking thoughtful.
Lin Feng was also studying Zhang Daoling. He could sense at least several auras resembling nature itself coming from this earliest Celestial Master of the Daoist tradition.
The Three-Five