Deep within Ping'an City, inside the quiet room of a certain small courtyard...
A tall figure stepped out from an extraordinary doorway!
That was right.
The newcomer was none other than Old Daoist Zeyi.
"Greetings, main body!"
As he spoke, the Dharma Body swept his hand...
Storage Bags fell in great swathes behind the Cloud Bed, as though they were worthless sacks of cloth.
In the blink of an eye, a backdrop wall piled high with Storage Bags appeared behind Cheng Buzheng.
Then, with a thought from the Dharma Body, he transformed into a streak of light and entered Cheng Buzheng's body.
Only a set of robes was left behind, dropping to the floor.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, felt a wave of comfort rise within his soul.
Yet it always seemed as though something was still missing.
Cheng Buzheng paid it no mind.
This was a manifestation of his true spirit's incompleteness.
That comfortable feeling within his soul had come from the return of the missing portion of his true spirit.
At this thought, Cheng Buzheng could not help looking forward to the day his true spirit became complete.
When that day came...
it would be the day his comprehension of laws advanced by leaps and bounds.
It would also be the moment he broke through to the middle stage of Spirit Transformation.
After allowing himself a brief moment of anticipation, Cheng Buzheng beckoned with a wave...
The robes piled on the ground were stored within his Cosmic Thumb Ring.
After all, these robes were no ordinary garments, but Dharma robes.
In some respects, they were even far more valuable than ordinary Magic Treasures.
Therefore, Cheng Buzheng naturally could not bear to destroy them just like that.
Immediately afterward, he flipped his