The Qingfeng Pavilion stood proudly atop the mountains more than a hundred miles east of Changsheng Castle. It was surrounded by lush pines and cypresses, with clouds and mist swirling around, resembling an isolated Immortal Island. This pavilion, with its flying eaves and intricate structure, was majestic and pierced the sky. Under the sunlight, its glazed tiles sparkled with dazzling light, adding to its solemn and mysterious aura.
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist and gently fell on the glazed tiles of Qingfeng Pavilion. The entire building seemed to be endowed with life, draped in a dreamlike golden attire; at dusk, the afterglow of the sunset painted the pavilion a mesmerizing golden-red, like a stunningly vivid painting.
