As he walked out of level two, Shen Lian was in a soothing mood. The old Daoist who had his eyes shut even opened those sleepy eyes of his. This time he did not pull Shen Lian into his illusion. He smiled instead.
As Shen Lian walked over, he gave him a bow of courtesy.
Though old Daoist still did not really bother with him, which Shen Lian had gotten used to. It was not known how many years this Grand Ancestor Master had lived, he was exactly like a living fossil. If placed in the living world, he would have witnessed the rise and fall of one civilization.
Though he could barely establish a stand between heaven and earth, in front of a big character like this one, he did not have a chance.
He walked out of Taiwei pavilion rather lightly with a laidback pace. Shen Lian did not return to Taiyi Peak on his own, but he exited the mountain gates to the Nanke town at the foot of the mountain.