On the Dù River within Zhúshān County, a small wooden boat was slowly moving along a narrow tributary of the river.,Yishu yuan seemed to be immersed in the realm of The Peach Blossom Spring, his voice clear and powerful.,But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.。