Jiang Ming stood beside the ancient temple for a while, feeling as though he had returned to the Immortal Antiquity era and was listening to the Immortal Monk King expound the Dao. There was no need for him to visit many other places. Coming here alone was enough.
As Jiang Ming cultivated, flowers bloomed all around him—the Golden Lotus, White Lotus, Black Lotus, and Scarlet Lotus. The prodigies who arrived later were all dumbfounded. Yet as they stood there in a daze, they received a stroke of fortune, for the trembling of Jiang Ming's bones and the flow of his blood seemed to transform into a Dao hymn that cleansed the heart.
In the end, Jiang Ming's Sanskrit chants echoed throughout Immortal Mound, and everyone received tremendous benefits.
Jiang Ming ultimately sat there for three and a half months. When Shi Hao emerged from within, he was completely bewildered. Had he missed something?
His mysterious master had appeared again.
Shi Hao now held Jiang Ming in great respect, because Jiang Ming had taken Huo Ling'er as his disciple and helped her far too much.
Though nominally, Huo Ling'er was now Meng Tianzheng's disciple.
No one understood the changes that had occurred to Huo Ling'er better than he did.
Huo Ling'er possessed two Heaven Seeds. She also had a crude Immortal Metal Furnace and a Supreme Armament for protection. She was far too spoiled. She was less like a disciple and more like a daughter.
Such fortune was simply unimaginable.
Of course, if he had been able to bring others along, and if he had not feared the terrifying consequences of excessive karma, Jiang Ming would have wanted to bring his daughter to Immortal Antiquity to broaden her horizons.
As for his confidantes and daughter, they had already entered the Immortal