A few breaths later.
After crossing rivers aboard ships and passing one jade palace after another, Xuantian saw an old man carving a wooden figurine outside the gate of a remote, desolate courtyard.
The old man was extraordinarily devout, like a pilgrim, meticulously carving the figurine in his hands. It was a graceful woman.
Sensing Xuantian's aura, Lu Da, the "Single-Minded Sword," completed the final stroke and set down the wooden figurine.
"I never expected you to be so astonishing, Fellow Daoist. At such a young age, you have already attained the Dharma Body realm."
Lu Da spoke first, his aged voice carrying an air of concentration.
Xuantian could tell at a glance that this man's spiritual power was formidable, nearly at the legendary level.
After exchanging a few more words, Lu Da finally asked, "What are your thoughts on the current state of tianxia, Fellow Daoist?"
"I am merely a Daoist. What opinions could I have about tianxia? Naturally, I pursue the Great Dao and strengthen myself."
"Wonderful."
Lu Da nodded lightly.
After Xuantian vanished, he sighed. "Legendary traits."
Xuantian left. A lone Dharma Body master continued to wander through the mortal world, occasionally entering seclusion to cultivate and contemplate.
The lands of the Central Plains, whether Great Jin or Northern Zhou, were both thrown into turmoil.
A new Land Immortal had been born! Yet none of it concerned him. He continued as he pleased, refusing the imperial family's recruitment.
"The 'Demon Master,' Han Guang, actually attained the Dharma Body in secret, subdued the holy monk Kongwen, and impersonated the Shaolin abbot for so many years."
"Who could have imagined it? Who would believe it? The 'Dragon-Subduing Arhat,' whose might had dominated the martial world for over a century, was actually inferior to the 'Demon Master'?"
If the