Walker Of The Worlds

Once Lin Mu had stored all the Elder Evergreen Pillar Bamboos, he could now place the bamboo pavilion here.

He did have to make a couple more adjustments to the building though, as one sides of the pavilion would be dipping in the pond. But that was easily fixed by simply increasing the supporting pillar of the Bamboo pavilion on that side.

"And done." Lin Mu dusted his hands off, as he finished the touch ups.

~THUD~

He placed the bamboo pavilion in the center of the six ponds and completed his residence for the coming few months.

It was rather quaint with the six ponds surrounding it and then a circle of Elder Evergreen Pillar Bamboos that extended further and merged into the rest of the Forest. Looking at it from the bamboo boundary made it look quite picturesque too.

'Did they describe the abodes of immortals to be like this in the mortal stories?' Lin Mu recalled having heard many such stories when he was a child.

In those, immortals were elusive and lived in deep forests in scenic pavilions, or high up on mountain peaks that were occluded with mysterious mist.

And now that Lin Mu was rethinking about that, he realized that there was certainly some truth to those stories.

'If there are other skills like the Litany Of the Verdant Forests, then it would make sense why stories like those were created. There's bound to be other cultivators who had to move into suitable isolated areas to practice their cultivation techniques.' Lin Mu thought to himself as he stepped into his personally made pavilion.

The formations of the pavilion were functioning perfectly like before and all that was left was for Lin Mu to activate them.

~SHUA~

caused the Bamboo Pavilion to disappear and be replaced by

were ponds here, Lin Mu was sure beasts would certainly visit this place from time to time. As such, it was best to keep

he intended to stay here until he

~huu~

started to chant the Calming Heart Sutra first. This allowed him to recover his body to the optimum state and when he felt like he was ready,

away and his mind was cleared, ready to take in all

forest to speak to him. He didn't know how long it would take, but he

after minute passed, as Lin Mu immersed himself in

which

soft symphony of rustling leaves accompanying a gentle breeze

long and slender, swayed in unison, and created a soothing melody that echoed

and create ripples in the six ponds around Lin Mu. Usually the sound would be almost imperceptible, but

and Day shifted, and the atmosphere of in the forest

Pillars Forest was like an endless labyrinth, but during the day, sunlight could trickle though the canopy when the

reveal small flowers and blossoms, as if they were playing hide and seek. They had

ballet of nature, an example of

Mu was like a tranquil heaven where time seemed

up on time, and let the world