The sunset clouds were like brocade, brilliant and colorful.
"Training until one's form resembles a crane, beneath a thousand pines lie two volumes of scripture; I came seeking the Dao, yet there was nothing more to say—the clouds were in the blue sky, the water in the bottle."
In the courtyard before the house, Qin Sheng watched his parents slowly practice their punches and said, "Dad, Mom, your talent is quite good. You've already opened up your Sea of Bitterness. Once you master this technique, you'll undergo another transformation like a cleansing of your tendons and marrow. Cultivation will become much easier for you in the future."
Qin Sheng's father and mother were now full of vigor, standing tall and straight. The air of old age had been completely swept away.
After returning to Earth, aside from comprehending the Dharma Ending Age heavens and earth and keeping Little Yinyin company, Qin Sheng naturally had not forgotten to help his parents cross the Sea of Bitterness.
The two elders were now Grand Cultivators of the Sea of Bitterness realm, not far from the Life Spring. Nourished by divine power, their bodies brimmed with vitality.
Setting aside the Sea of Reincarnation Secret Realm, once one reached the Dao Palace Secret Realm, living two or three hundred years was no problem for a cultivator.
A while later, Qin Sheng's parents solemnly withdrew their fists, steam rising from their bodies.
"Honestly, being able to wait until you came back and see that you're safe and sound is enough for your mother and me. There's no need to waste those treasures on us," Qin Sheng's father said.
"How can that be called waste? Since I have the ability, of course I should do these things. Besides, don't worry. The resources you use are just a