Tsk, it's rare for there to be peace in the past few years. I wonder how Master Zhao and Aunt Jin Ling are doing.
In an inconspicuous painting in the secret underground chamber of Little Qiong Peak, there was an empty painting below.
The small figure that Li Changshou had transformed into was sitting comfortably on a pocket-sized round chair. He was holding a luminous cup and savoring the various mysteries after breaking through to the Dao Realm.
Cultivation was like wine in a cup. The longer one immersed in it, the more mellow and fragrant the wine would be.
Looking at himself, the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda floated up and down in his essence soul. The Merit Pool around his essence soul revealed a dazzling golden color.
Although he owed two large amounts of merit, the incense offerings provided by the Heavenly Courts' Deity Position and the Sea God Sect of the South Continent slowly but continuously increased Li Changshou's accumulation of merit.
