Chapter 90 Purest Bloodline_1

A small mountain village, in the courtyard of Wu'er Xianting.

Li Fan felt quite content. After the strange weather had finally ended, the sky became exceedingly clear.

It was now approaching evening.

"I haven't painted the sunset in many days... Zi Ling, Nan Feng, come, follow me to take in the sights and sketch from life," he said.

Upon hearing this, both Zi Ling and Nan Feng were extremely delighted.

It had also been a long time since they had gone out.

Moreover, going out with Li Fan surely meant that great opportunities awaited!

Seeing this, the other disciples were simply envious.

But since Li Fan didn't take them, all they could do was envy.

Zi Ling carried the painting board and other materials, while Nan Feng had her zither on her back. The three then stepped out the door.

Leaving the small mountain village, they saw the Cangli Mountain Range, which had been collapsed and desolate. But now it appeared to be brimming with the freshness of spring.