Due to the unstable physical and Spirit centers, sometimes Hao Xuan's senses would become extremely sharp and other times he could be worse than a normal human being.
He walked behind Ryfon examining the lush green mountains to his left and right. The crunching of the leaves under his feet, the cold breeze on his face, the thick spiritual energy in the air, the many different trees, herbs, bushes, and plants all decorating the pathways added up to a somewhat surreal experience.
This place truly looked like a paradise.
They were walking in between these giant mountains on a path that strangely snaked through them. There were a lot of small birds flying around, eating, drinking, and pecking as they went along.
Hao Xuan reached out and broke a thin branch off of a young plant that was leaning into the pathway and put it in his mouth instinctively. It had a bitter taste that changed to sour and then sweet at the end.