Clang.
Four upright, two reverse.
The Old Toad raised his staff high: "You may go!"
Only then did Liang Qu leap out of Ze Country, dive into the Blood River, and look to the heavens and earth, north, south, east, and west.
"State Preceptor, east, south, west, north, which way should I go?"
Clang.
The staff pointed east.
Liang Qu headed east, found a village, asked a few questions to confirm his location, and it felt like he was playing a game of chess, breaking down every step, waiting for the Old Toad to roll the dice for decisions.
"Frog Duke, I want to go to the Heavenly Fire Sect, is it safe?"
Clang.
Liang Qu's pupils contracted; six reverse and no upright!
The Old Toad shouted.
"No, absolutely not!"
"Then what about the Dragon King Cave?"
Six reverse, no upright.
"Hmm, not possible, not possible."
"Shuyu Pavilion? River God Sect? Dajue Temple?" Liang Qu's heart sank, mentioning three place names in a row.
