Hanging moon Mountain.
The grass and trees were vibrant, and the flowers were stained with frost.
All the plants here were exuberant and exuberant, with a thin luster. From a distance, it looked very different from the grass and trees outside.
This was probably the magical thing about the small Jade pool in the human world. Even a slight contamination was enough to change the water and land.
Li Chu rode on the White Crane and followed the woman who tied her hair up to a peak in the distance.
Every peak of the hanging moon Mountain was covered in a rainbow-like mist. It was obvious that it wasn't formed naturally. It was obviously an acquired divine ability. It seemed that some formation had been set up, making it impossible for people to see the appearance of the peak.
