"In the past, Mr. Da once said that the Southern Qilin and Northern Wulong are talents that amaze the world, possessing the ability to secure peace and sweep through Heaven and Earth. You are a rising star of Confucianism, carrying the hopes of countless Confucians, naturally blessed with great fortune. You've just arrived in the Northern Land, and already a mysterious phenomenon has emerged, proving that this thing is destined for you." Someone praised.
The young man, with a feather fan and silk scarf, had a jade-like face. The feather fan stirred a gentle breeze, blowing his hair at the temples: "Indeed, I've just arrived here, and there's already a creation emerging, it must be destined for me. Let's go explore and see what that thing really is."
A group of people left their horses at the foot of the mountain and headed straight for the place where wind and thunder converged.
