章 273: The Dew of Life
Wu Long looked at the old man, and as his eyes flashed with profound patterns he saw a giant tree, its crown covering the sky.
Wu Long turned to the side and looked at Fan Shuei and the two, who nodded, understanding and went off to the area where the Three-Eyed Gray Crow landed, their final hope of learning what Wu Long wanted to talk about extinguished.
As he made sure that they went off, the surroundings became strangely quiet, as if all of the sounds became cut off. He looked with a look of gratitude at the old man who noticed that he did not want anyone to listen in.
"My greetings to the Daoist of the noble Spirit Race"
Wu Long cupped his fists.
The old man's emotionless face revealed a slight change, though still not something that could be called an expression of emotion.
"This humble one greets the Daoist of the honorable Human Race.
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DaoistGreenOnion I know, I know that this skip is mean, but bear with me since that is how this part of the story was designed in the original outline I wrote. There are some changes I made along the way in the earlier parts (like his beauties joining him on his journey), but this was one of the most detailed and thought-through parts of the outline so I left it intact.
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