Riding a Donkey in Search of Immortality

Qingfeng sat in front of the master, looking at the mountain forest in front of him. The little Taoist priest's face was shining brightly in the moonlight, and his eyes were shining with an almost crazy light. At this time, some undetectable clear lights began to appear in the mountain forest, and wisps of clear light began to peel off from the flowers and trees. These fine breaths gradually gathered along the complicated route carved by the little Taoist priest. After being hedged and restrained by various medicines, in just half an hour, the entire mountain forest became like As if it had come to life, the clear light reflected the moonlight like a stream, soft and cool, and after a gentle gathering process, it gradually turned into a wave. The mountains and fields shook, and the trees were terrified, rushing like a storm. When the blow came, Qingfeng looked back at his master, then stood up, spread his arms, and looked at the rustling of the vast mountain forest. He recalled the way his master led him up the mountain to learn Baduanjin, and couldn't help but smile. Immediately, he was overwhelmed by the incomparable clear light. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.