Illusion Moon Sect, Moon Mountain.
Above the misty cliffs, Yang Zhenshan and Master Jing Shui sat in front of a stone seat. A pot of clear tea exuded a rich tea fragrance, making one feel invigorated just by smelling it.
Master Jing Shui, gazing at the drifting clouds, said sorrowfully, "Master Shanming and Duan Qingyun are both dead!"
Yang Zhenshan's expression was calm as water, sipping his tea lightly.
Shanming, the elder of the Precepts Hall of the Wuxiang Sect, was an old monk profoundly skilled in Buddhist Law.
Duan Qingyun, an elder of the Xuanqing Sect, was always responsible for matters related to the Ancient Array.
Yang Zhenshan was quite familiar with these two, though he had never interacted with them.
They were both veteran Martial Gods, their cultivation had reached the late stage of Martial God, but their lifespans were nearly exhausted, belonging to the same era as Master Jing Shui.
