A shocking aura soared into the sky from Ding Han, startling Yu Zimo, Yun Xiaoqi, and the others awake.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Ding Han, on your great increase in strength." Yu Zimo smiled. She had also gained quite a lot from comprehending the Dao, but it seemed that Ding Han had benefited even more. Jin Yu's complexion had grown much rosier as well, clearly indicating that she had gained considerably. By comparison, she and Yun Xiaoqi had reaped somewhat smaller rewards.
"I have to thank Fellow Daoist Lu for guiding me into a meditative state. The bottleneck that had bound me for so many years was finally broken through." Ding Han's face was full of delight, but there was also a trace of doubt in her heart. Although she had been unable to see what exactly was happening within the hundreds of miles obscured by the sandstorm, even from outside she could sense the ethereal, solemn Buddhist aura within. It was far superior even to that of the other eminent Buddhist monks she and Jin Yu had encountered.
Could Fellow Daoist Lu have cultivated Buddhist techniques? This thought involuntarily arose in Ding Han's heart. The Tan Zhu Buddhist Sect had stood for countless years. Although its techniques occasionally leaked out, outsiders lacked the sect's supporting pills and cultivation system, making it difficult for them to accomplish anything. As for reaching a height surpassing that of the Buddhist sect, that was sheer wishful thinking. Yet the height Lu Xiaotian had now reached seemed to be beyond that of even the Buddhist sect's Ming-generation experts. At least, Ding Han had never seen anything like it.
"Aunt, Mr. Lu cultivated body-refining techniques and is also a sword master. Other than that, he's merely a fourth-grade Pill King," Jin Yu secretly transmitted to Ding