In the drizzling rain.
A distant thunderclap resounded.
The Old Master stood in the rain, with Shi Zhengyuan frowning beside him:
"Why doesn't the Living Buddha let me go to help? There are many people and creatures gathering there..."
Suddenly he was startled, because after that thunderclap, a mysterious music seemed to echo from the Martial Arts Dojo, and then,
the scene there became blurred.
It was both invisible and difficult to perceive.
The Old Master raised his eyebrows and murmured:
"He, naturally, has his plans..."
Shi Zhengyuan glanced sideways, scrutinizing the Old Master:
"Tell me, who exactly are you? You seem quite extraordinary... hmm?"
Old Shi frowned, looking into the distance.
In the rain, a woman in blue attire slowly approached, humming an unknown tune.
She ignored Shi Zhengyuan and looked at another ordinary old man, behind whom five Grotto Heavens blossomed sequentially.
