The fleeting light at the large fish's tail disappeared in an instant, yet it couldn't escape Zhou Xuan's perception.
His gaze shifted to the fish tail, carefully inspecting for a while without discovering anything strange, he then asked Wu Ya Zen,
"Zen Master, just now, I seem to have seen two streaks of light, one red and one green, what do they represent?"
"Allow me to take a closer look."
Wu Ya Zen turned around, looked at the fish tail, gently touched it, and said: "How strange—"
"What makes it strange?"
Zhou Xuan asked.
Wu Ya Zen unfolded some of the wrinkles on the fish tail.
This Fish Monk's tail is unlike an ordinary fish tail, it resembles an umbrella that can retract. If it's in a retracted state, the inner conditions of the tail can't be seen.
Now, the tail has been spread open, Zhou Xuan has an unobstructed view, he sees—inside the tail lies innumerable Dao patterns.
