"This should be the place... It's a nice spot."
Zhang Chengdao stood on the mountaintop, looking down at the lush, beautiful scenery as he spoke to his wife and son.
"Darling, look at the lake down there. That's your spot."
Li Qingshu glanced down. The still lake glittered in the sunlight like a mirror. She nodded. "Yes, this is it.
It's beautiful..."
Ascending to immortality was no easy feat. The requirements alone were extraordinarily high; not just anyone could ascend.
Recognition from the Heavenly Court was the most important condition. Then there was leaving the body behind and ascending as a soul. If the Daoist Order had not practiced Dual Cultivation of Nature and Life, placing such emphasis on the body of this lifetime,
how could anyone possibly withstand the Ascension to Immortality Ceremony?
Even so, the Old Celestial Master had specified that their Golden Light had to rise higher than three inches.
Li Qingshu checked the time. There was still a while before the Ascension Ceremony, so the family simply lay down on a sunny hillside.
With their hands behind their heads, they watched the phantom figures overhead, still gazing up into the surrounding darkness without moving.
This place was close to the border. The black veil beyond the [Heavenly Court] was especially jarring, reminding everyone that these were not peaceful times. They stood on the brink of the apocalypse.
A breeze swept past. The thick wild grass bowed and swayed, sending green waves rolling across the hillside.
The sunlight was lovely. Perhaps because of the surrounding darkness, that precious light seemed all the more brilliant.
The couple looked worriedly at Zhang Xiao, who had remained silent, as though he had sunk into utter lifelessness.
He had been like this ever since they told him the truth about ascension.