Dong dong...
On the Chen Bell Platform, Li Qian grabbed the rammer and struck the Chen Bell, sending out a clear and far-reaching bell sound.
The mist filled the mountain ravine, with the rising sun in the distance.
As Li Qian began his cultivation practice, Liu Ming moved strips of dried Azure Dragon Spirit Fish meat from a nearby wooden hut to begin air-drying them.
This dried Spirit Fish meat was of much higher quality than the exotic beast meat cultivated by the sect.
Having Spirit Fish meat every day, Liu Ming's cultivation speed had greatly increased.
He had never lived such a luxurious life before, to actually have Spirit Fish meat every day.
Huh!
Li Qian's movements were nimble, his swordsmanship mysterious; invisible Sword Qi converged yet remained confined within three feet around him. Once the practice was complete, the Sword Qi would gradually disperse into invisibility, smooth and undisturbed.
He let out a breath and sheathed his sword on the eighteenth move.
