Dugu Meng's meditation room looked quite simple, just a purely wooden room, with several meditation cushions laid out on the floor, as plain as could be.
The soundproofing of the room was exceptionally good, and the building materials, special types of wood, could absorb more than ninety-eight percent of all sounds. Once the door was closed, even if one talked inside, the voice would absolutely not leak out.
Conversely, even if someone were setting off firecrackers outside the room, it would not disturb the peace within.
After closing the door, Dugu Meng asked Liu Mang and Hua Rui to sit down and close their eyes.
Then, without saying a word, Dugu Meng lit a stick of incense.
The smoke rising from the incense burner was a pale purple, gathering together without dispersing.
Dugu Meng blew a breath, and the purple smoke flew towards Liu Mang and Hua Rui, enveloping them both completely.
