February 26th, Qingming.
Suitable for: Cleaning, priesthood, seeking medical advice, treating illnesses. Avoid all other tasks.
Flowers fall while grass grows anew, orioles fly as butterflies frolic in pairs.
Light rain flutters incessantly.
The ancient mountains resemble a slumbering dragon, coiled deep within Qianyuan Taoist City, monopolizing the territories behind it.
It is akin to a dragon halberd spanning the human world.
The Qingshan seem eager to converse with those of great stature, endless steeds gallop forth in streams.
"Dong——"
From deep within the mountains, the resonant toll of an ancient bell echoed.
The sound invisibly warped the air, like ripples of energy stirring a gentle breeze, tilting the Spring Rain and piercing through the heavens and earth.
The peach trees lining both sides of the Qianyuan Taoist City's main boulevard swayed gently in the spring wind, their blossoms falling petal by petal, adhering to the rain-soaked ground.
