"A dream of immortals led to Luofu" - Clouds drift over winding paths; face to face, yet unrecognized

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In grotto-heavens, night never falls; in blessed lands, spring endures forever.

- Anonymous

"We're finally here!"

As they stepped onto the mountain path at the foot of Mount Luofu, Chen Ziping, who seldom wore his feelings on his face, was positively delighted.

"Yes, we've been walking for over half a month. I never imagined Luofu was so far from our Raozhou!"

"Ha! If we learn the art of flying on swords someday, we won't have to work so hard!"

"Huh?! There really is an art of flying on swords?"

Xing Yan was astonished.

"Yes. Quite a few of our seniors in the Shangqing Palace have mastered it! Among us younger disciples, though, only a handful can fly on swords. I've heard the elders say that without a certain depth of cultivation, you cannot learn the art."

"Ordinary people like us really can fly through the sky?! That's beyond imagining... Still, when I saw Immortal Master Lingcheng turn a rainbow into a bridge on Horseshoe Mountain, I knew the Shangqing Palace's arts were truly extraordinary. I wonder whether I'll ever have the good fortune to learn such profound Daoist arts!"

"Heh, Brother Zhang, with such an aspiration, the day of success may yet come. Let everything follow its destined course."

The two chatted as they walked along the shaded path.

Not long after entering the mountain path into