That evening, Yi Shuyuan's two disciples, one old and one young, sat on meditation cushions before him, gazing spellbound at the Mountain and River Immortal Furnace Diagram.
Their spirits really had wandered away, but their minds had not entered the Mountain and River Immortal Furnace Diagram. Instead, they had entered the world gradually unfolding within their own hearts, something much like a dream, yet far more wondrous.
Hui Mian was also cultivating diligently that day. It had already passed that stage, but as a demon beast, it would have to wait until its transformation before it could gestate an immortal furnace.
Thus, although Hui Mian cultivated the Immortal Dao, it still could not escape the fundamentals of a demon beast's path. Its demonic aura merely approached immortal aura without limit. All it could do now was cultivate hard, deepen its attainment, and strive to achieve transformation sooner.
Yi Shuyuan rose from his meditation cushion, opened the door, and walked out to the archway of this secluded courtyard. A De was cautiously peering inside, not daring to enter.
"Mr. Yi! How are the young master and the others? Master Mo sent me to check on you and ask what you would like for dinner."
Yi Shuyuan glanced back at the room, then looked at A De and said plainly:
"Tell Master Mo there's no need to bring food here before the Seventh Day of the First Month. Don't let anyone approach this place either. Prepare plenty of food on the seventh."
"The seventh?"
A De inwardly clicked his tongue. Wasn't that more than ten days away?
"But the young master is still so little..."
"He'll be fine. Just tell Master Mo what I said."
A De hesitantly nodded, then turned and left.
After a moment's thought, Yi Shuyuan flicked his left