The instant the Imperial Court Scroll enveloped Fortune-Life Martial Hall, the Daoist Lineage Inheritance fused into Heaven and Earth Breath. Every blade of grass and every tree seemed to possess its own unique laws.
Daoist Beisu wore a coarse cloth jacket and dressed like a menial servant as he tidied the weeds piled in a corner.
Jingfeng followed Yun Niang in doing some handicrafts, chatting and laughing beside her.
Suddenly.
Daoist Beisu's heart jolted, and his pupils contracted sharply. He instinctively looked up at the sky, only to find that Fortune-Life Martial Hall seemed to have transformed into a Blessed Grotto-Heaven.
With every breath, Heaven and Earth Breath nourished his body and soul.
In that brief moment of stunned realization, the difficulties of cultivating a Yin Immortal suddenly became clear to him. The key bottlenecks that had troubled him for years were like being soaked in warm water, loosening bit by bit.
"It probably won't even take half a month to deduce the Wax Immortal Ascension Art to the level of a True Immortal."
Daoist Beisu muttered to himself, then frowned. "But something feels strange."
From time to time, several principles he had never heard before would pop into his mind, such as "The Dao does not travel in vain; only accumulated merit and deeds matter," or "Immortals are not distant from people; all depends on hidden virtue and visible goodness."
They must be the immortal master's teachings, so naturally he did not dare neglect them.
From the corner of his eye, Daoist Beisu caught sight of Li Yao standing by the window, leaning against the railing. She was likewise comprehending the method of attaining immortality and was already not far from becoming a Yin Immortal.
"After the immortal master awakened, it seems he has already resolved to establish a