The Hui Mountain's Thirteen Peaks stretch from east to west, resembling thirteen fairies sitting shoulder to shoulder, leaning against each other, as if grooming before a mirror, gazing at the distant mountain forest.
It seems they are admiring the blooming flowers of the forest in spring, inhaling the fragrance of wildflowers, and listening to the clear streams echoing through the ravines.
At this moment, Jiang Dali sits cross-legged in this poetic and picturesque mountain scene, his fingers forming seals like iron rings before his chest, concentrating on his Dantian, meditating to adjust his breath, allowing his entire aura and spirit to quickly enter the mental realm of maintaining the utmost void and tranquil focus.
He feels for an instant the celestial bodies in the sky collectively revolving in the infinite universe within his mind; the spirit of heaven and earth is truly the spirit within him, the energy of the heavens and earth is thus his own energy.
