Kun Wu mountain.
Fang Yuan transformed into the Holy Man of Beginnings and appeared on a cloud bed. "Only I will know who the true master of the dream is…"
Ding! Ding!
Accompanying his appearance, all the chimes in the hall rang out simultaneously, and the sounds of drums manifested on their own, drifting far and wide in a 10-mile radius.
"Holy Elder!"
Three boys and girls, who were still busy with other odd jobs, immediately came to the hall and paid their respects. "We welcome the arrival of the Holy Elder!"
"Hmm, how long have I meditated in isolation for this time…"
Fang Yuan stroked his beard and portrayed the appearance of a Celestial Sage.
"If we count it with human years, it's already been twenty years!"
Yuan Hong was a burly elder who does things without hesitation—one who immediately came forward and made his report.
