Shuanghu Island.
In Chen Daoxuan's spiritual residence.
In front of the spirit pond.
Chen Daoxuan sat cross-legged on a cushion made of warm jade. He slowly closed his eyes and his consciousness sank into the space of his sea of consciousness.
In the space of his sea of consciousness.
In the center, the golden scripture was like a lofty mountain that had never changed since ancient times, suppressing the space in his sea of consciousness.
Surrounding the golden scripture were nine faint stardust.
They chased after each other and kept spinning, mysterious and beautiful.
In the deeper part of his sea of consciousness, there were balls of light.
These balls of light stored all the knowledge that Chen Daoxuan had learned in his previous life and this life.
