When Sword Immortal Ensheng appeared, Cloud Master and the other Immortals all stopped where they were, standing among the cliffs and watching.
He was one of the Cocoon Breakers with the greatest cultivation and strength, and one of the juniors the Green Mountain Patriarch relied on most.
But the Immortals of the previous generation remained still not because of his pride and strength, but simply because of his identity.
He was the Sect-Founder Patriarch of the No-Grace Gate.
Peng Lang was a No-Grace Gate disciple.
With his sword across his shoulders like a cangue, Peng Lang lowered his head to En Sheng.
Was he bowing his head to his patriarch?
At this sight, the Immortals of the previous generation felt even more heavyhearted.
Lowering his head did not mean submission, but an apology for his offense.
It meant that even facing the patriarch of his own sect, he would continue up the mountain.
"Only after reading that book Jing Jiu wrote did I learn how much had happened within the sect over the years. You deserve the greatest credit for Heavenly Longevity Mountain's revival," Sword Immortal Ensheng told Peng Lang. "I am deeply grateful to you, and I admire you greatly, but the patriarch has shown kindness to me and to the No-Grace Gate."
The No-Grace Gate took its name from the idea that heaven and earth showed humans no grace, but humans did have bonds of gratitude.
"Of course, more importantly, I believe the patriarch is right," En Sheng said.
"This disciple understands," Peng Lang said earnestly.
"Come, then," En Sheng said.
"Please instruct me, Patriarch," Peng Lang said.
En Sheng grunted in acknowledgment, turned, and walked away.
His black Daoist robes fluttering, he soon arrived several miles away.
He unfastened his sword, casually tossed it into the hard