Inside the bamboo-fenced Grass Hall Meditation House, in the sleeping quarters.
Next to the bed was a low table, upon which sat a hill-shaped Boshan-style incense burner. Thin wisps of smoke drifted out from its perforated holes, curling and lingering in the air without dispersing.
Jiang Yi sat on a cattail cushion, circulating his energy through Breathing exercises. With each exhale, streams of air coiled around the tip of his nose like writhing jiao-serpents, rising and swimming, revealing the changes in his Qi Mechanism.
'The Inner Peak is truly spiritually abundant. It's so much better for Cultivation than the Outer Sect.'
After cultivating until the second quarter of the *chou* hour, Jiang Yi finally withdrew his Divine Thought, calmed his Inner Mansion, and slowly opened his eyes.
Several Wild Goose Fish Lamps were lit in the room, casting a brilliant glow that illuminated the entire space.
