The majestic peak was imposing, situated up in the clouds.

The green cliff had trees twisting around like dragons with a cave by the midpoint. The entrance was an eight-meter-tall door made of stone. It looked like the dwelling of an immortal.

Feiyun was now wearing a white Buddhist robe, sitting in a meditative position beneath a Bodhi Tree outside of the entrance.

Complexion - perfectly white; brows - thick and tidy. His black-as-ink hair fluttered in the wind.

Anyone who sees him right now would see the word “calm” just an immovable boulder.

The Bodhi Tree towered at 300 meters. The leaves have grown for three hundred years yet still haven’t fallen. It carried an aura of vicissitudes.

The leaves rustled when the breezes came. A single leaf finally fell down, looking like a green butterfly.

A woman wearing a white buddhist dress came out; hair tied up in a buddhist bun with lotuses beneath her feet. 

She...