As they listened to Cheng Xinzhan describe his aspirations as an immortal, the three from the Miao Stockade were shaken to the core. Their minds churned, and they remained speechless for a long time.
"No wonder, no wonder the whole Divine Land responded when you achieved Fetal Formation, Master. So this was the root of it."
The Old Village Chief murmured.
Cheng Xinzhan smiled at his words without replying.
The Old Village Chief steadied himself, then said,
"In that case, this old man must thank you on behalf of the Divine Land, all living beings under heaven, the east wind of the Righteous Path, and the people of the Miao Borderlands!"
As he spoke, the Old Village Chief suddenly offered a deep ceremonial bow of thanks.
Hong and Bai followed suit.
Cheng Xinzhan hurriedly helped him up.
When the Old Village Chief raised his head again, his face was all smiles. He continued,
"Master, the beauty of our Miao Borderlands lies not only in its celestial phenomena. Its terrain is equally varied, and its earth qi equally abundant. The Wu River divides its north and south, with the Red River as its northern boundary and the Hongshui River as its southern boundary. To the west stand the lofty heights of Wumeng Mountain, and to the east the extraordinary peaks of Wuling. Which kind appeals to you, Master?"
Cheng Xinzhan smiled and said,
"You needn't consider my Dao Path or preferences. Just tell me where you think my Union with the Dao would benefit the situation in the Miao Borderlands and allow the east wind to drive out the west wind."
The Old Village Chief froze again at his words, somewhat bewildered.
These words gave one the feeling that they should not be examined too closely-the more one thought about them,