His golden eyes darted about. There was initially a layer of mist, but they gradually regained clarity.
Feng Lin squatted on the cliff as he stared at the familiar yet strange surroundings. After a while, he confirmed that he had transformed into a spiritual stone monkey and come to the illusion-scape formed by his memories.
This was the Flowerfruit Mountain. Flowers bloomed through the year, and the four seasons cycled through normally. The spirit energy here was extremely concentrated, with birds, beasts, fish and bugs around. It was a place filled with vitality and a sense of auspiciousness like paradise in the mortal realm.
He stood up and began strolling around.
The flow of time in this dimension was different from the real world. It was much slower.
He had enough time to find the truth about the ancient mythology path and searched for the secrets of Sun Wukong's growth.
