The sky was as clear as a mirror, with no mountains or withered trees in sight. Immortal mist lingered, and even the ground seemed to be covered with a thin layer of light. In the distant river flowed a deep blue, the land was flat and spacious, the houses orderly, and among the fields, one could see one ethereal and graceful immortal after another, as if they were in an exaggerated distant painting of an Immortal Mountain...
This place seems like Peach Blossom Spring... no, it's that Peach Blossom Spring seems like this place!
By his ear, the voice of the Old Saintess came timely:
"Here, ah, if this old thing hasn't guessed wrong, it should be what the White Lotus Sect calls..."
"...Vacuum Home!"
......
As this scene fell into his eyes, Chen Yi took a long time to recover his senses. The gentle slope underfoot was like green silk folds, and upon a closer look, even the boulders on the slope were verdantly jade-like, as if pieces of emerald had been planted in the ground.
