Wonderful, wonderful! What the sages of the past conceived truly captures the essence of heaven and earth!"
In the grand hall on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Dao Tower, Song Xingyun stood before an ancient painting, his expression one of feverish excitement, as he loudly and excitedly extolled its virtues.
His exclamations immediately caught the attention of Zhao Sheng, Dong Miaozhen, Jin Wulin, and others.
The crowd, hearing his voice, walked over.
Standing before the wall-hung ancient painting, Zhao Sheng said with a smile, "Mr. Song, such joy in your praise must mean you've made considerable gains. Congratulations!"
"Ha ha, not hiding anything from Taoist Zhao, this Spirit Root Map has indeed given me much insight. The expert who left behind this painting must certainly be a venerable ancestor of my Carefree Sect. I hold infinite respect for our forebearer's profound cultivation!" Song Xingyun spoke both joyously and sentimentally.
