Unlike the undulating mountain ranges of the Great Wilderness Mountain.
Unlike the perilous and towering peaks that surround, harsh mountains with terrible waters.
Unlike any of the peaks Lu Fei had ever seen before.
Huge rocks, cypresses, bamboo forests;
Flying birds, white deer, Kylin;
The green locust trees, spotted bamboos, blue pines, proudly adorn the landscape for thousands of years;
White plum trees, red peach trees, jade-green willows, fiercely compete in their splendid colors across three springs.
Thousands of strands of auspicious qi, tens of thousands of paths of rosy clouds;
Stepping onto Wanshou Mountain, standing on the white stone steps, looking around and ahead, it seems as if it has been exquisitely carved by hand, but more like a naturally nurtured peculiar mountain vista.
At this moment, Lu Fei understands what is meant by the residence of the immortals, the land of blessedness and the land of immortality.
Stepping on the white stone steps one by one.
