The ink lines changed and morphed randomly, after a long while, it settled and formed a terrain map.
At the center of the map, there was a heightened land. There were no cliffs as the slope was very gentle, there was an opening that resembled a tunnel.
On this place, two words were indicated — Di Qiu.
All around Di Qiu, there were swamps and forests, at the southwest corner, there was a river.
At the lower area of the map, there were four lines — "light in the soil, shine up to a hundred thousand feet high, swimming in the sky for a hundred li, praising plum fragrant snow."
Fang Yuan muttered it silently, but after a long time,
These four lines were like poems, or not. They sounded like Gu recipes, but unlikely.
But Fang Yuan was sure about one thing, these four riddle-like lines were definitely clues left behind on purpose.
