Gu Sheng revealed a bitter smile.
"Even if you're cultivating the Sun Cultivation Path, I can't give it to you. That thing will dissipate at most three months after leaving Golden Crow Mountain. Recreate a Golden Crow Mountain? Unless you have the resources and Array Masters like Qinghe Holy Land."
While the two were speaking, a sudden intense tremor came from afar, causing the entire cave to shake, rocks incessantly falling from the ceiling.
"Not good! They've discovered us!"
Gu Sheng's expression changed dramatically.
"Let's go quickly!"
Meanwhile, several hundred miles away by a swift river, three Taoists were standing on the bank talking.
The elder in the lead held a Green Bamboo Fishing Pole, the fishing line extending deep into the rushing river water, motionless.
"Brother Yong'an, do you really not know about those two disciples?"
Luomu Taoist asked with a frown, eyes full of puzzlement.
Daoist Yong'an did not turn his head, his voice flat.
