"Friend, take your time leaving!"
"Master Dan Chenzi, when you have time, you should come sit with us at Qingcang Mountain. Although we lack immortal tea, a sparse cup of wine will still suffice."
"Certainly, certainly, I also want to see how a great sect's external sect operates."
Outside the Ink Lotus Garden.
Two cultivators, bidding each other farewell with clasped hands.
Luo Chen watched the departing Foundation Establishment True Cultivator with a smile, the other party clearly possessing the formidable cultivation level of the Late Stage Foundation Establishment.
This person was none other than He Liancheng, the elder of the lower courtyard under Qingcang Mountain.
The lower courtyard of Qingcang Mountain is the external sect of Qingdan Valley.
His visit here was naturally no casual encounter.
Back at Ink Lotus Garden, Luo Chen sat in the pavilion and took out the object that He Liancheng had brought.
A flying sword of magic item level.
Its name was Autumn Water!
