Mo Hua, this child, is just drawing a big pie for his fellow disciples...
Taixu Sect Master shook his head.
However, looking at the forest, at those young and hopeful faces, Taixu Sect Master's heart was quite touched.
This Sword Discussion Conference, regardless of the outcome.
These disciples might all become the seeds of Taixu Gate.
One day in the future, scattered across the land of Nine State, they will grow into a lush forest.
He turned his head and looked at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua stood under the big tree.
His lean figure was covered by the branches and leaves, but his aura seemed to faintly merge with the towering ancient tree behind him.
In a daze, Mo Hua seemed to be that sky-reaching great tree, covering the entire forest, shading the whole Taixu Mountain.
"Tree..."
Taixu Sect Master's pupils shrank.
That night, the long night was as bright as day, the Divine Tree towered, like a thousand trees with blossoms, masking Taixu's scenery, floated in his mind again.
