Hemingsong Daoist

Heming Daoist.

For some reason, when Lu Ban heard this name, he did not feel anything particularly special.

Perhaps it was because he already more or less knew the other party's identity and had witnessed the process of how he had gone from an ordinary person to what he was now.

It was like seeing a mob boss looking ferocious and terrifying, as though he might cut off someone's hands and feet at the slightest disagreement. But if you had watched him ever since he was running through the alleys in split-crotch pants with a pacifier in his mouth, your feelings would be similar to Lu Ban's now.

Only, Daoist He Ming had clearly been through many things, and he did not remember Lu Ban either. Lu Ban simply did not know whether the other party would react if he brought up how Daoist He Ming had run through the streets in split-crotch pants as a child.

"You're Daoist He Ming?"

Lu Ban asked for confirmation.

"What do you think Daoist He Ming is like? Has he ascended to become an immortal? Or has he long since rotted into dust?"

Browning seemed to have misunderstood Lu Ban's meaning. He countered with a question, then continued explaining without waiting for Lu Ban to answer.

"Ascension is a special transformation that allows one to cast off the shackles of the flesh and become a truly higher-order existence. Under such circumstances, my existence is no longer limited to the material world."

Browning explained.

His words carried contamination, making Xiya frown slightly. But as someone who had studied magic, Browning's words were not too outrageous for Xiya and were still acceptable.

"Human consciousness also depends on matter to exist. Without matter, human consciousness cannot even be discussed. If you want to attain immortality and