"Uncle Shangqing, is that person a master of the Wuwei Sect?" Qiu Wanmian couldn't help but speculate.
"Under the Enlightenment Profound Sect, where a lifetime slips by with the sound of a finger flick. For a hundred years, I haven't seen the Immortal Elder, the dragon and snake on the wall fly and move..."
Qiu Shangqing sang softly, his gaze empty, as if looking out at the vast sky.
"Today, looking around blankly, wanting to slay dragons and snakes against the wind. Don't say everything turns to emptiness in hindsight, for in foresight, all is a dream."
"Life is like dragons and snakes climbing ashore, looking over in the blink of an eye; it's but a big dream, hence the cultivator must possess the great courage to abandon everything, with one move clearing the dust, slaying the dragons and snakes."
"Whatever emotions, whatever thoughts, whatever past kindness and righteousness, all should be severed."
With a sigh, Qiu Shangqing turned to look at Qiu Buyi.
