Myriad Phenomena Garden.
Since Han Xuanji moved in, he has occasionally planted some Spirit Plant here, and his disciples and servants in the cave abode will take care of them, so it doesn't need to worry about them.
The environment in the garden is now much better than when he first arrived. All the Spirit Plant he planted are treasures that are hard to find in the outside world. In particular, the existence of the Dragon Blood Black-Yellow Tree has raised the Spiritual Qi here to a whole new level.
Han Xuanji, dressed in a green robe, slowly walked through the moon gate. As his robe brushed against the herb garden, several spiritual herbs swayed without wind.
Su Ming casually plucked a vermilion fruit and tossed it into his mouth. The sweet juice burst in his mouth, and he squinted his eyes in satisfaction, letting out a long sigh.
"Home is so comfortable!"
Jiang Hao gave Su Ming a disdainful look and said:
"How did Han's house become your house? Are you his son?"
"What, are you envious of my relationship with Senior Brother Han?"
Su Ming pretended to ponder:
"Actually, it's not that you can't change your surname."
Jiang Hao was speechless and rolled his eyes.
The crowd that had been waiting in the garden exclaimed with delight upon hearing the sound.
"Master and the others are back."
"Very good!"
Upon seeing Han Xuanji and the others arrive, the crowd surrounded them.
What exactly is the Daluo Heaven like?
"Brother Su, are those powerful cultivators really as legendary as they are, with three heads and six arms?"
Su Ming raised an eyebrow and smiled, " The Daluo Heaven isn't a beautiful place, but it's suitable for powerful cultivators. However, to say it's much better than our Myriad Phenomena Garden is debatable."
He paused slightly, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Han Xuanji, who stood quietly to the side.
"As for Daluo, their appearance is naturally no different from ordinary people, but their aura..."
He carefully considered the words, "It does remind me somewhat of seeing Senior Brother Han."
After saying that, Su Ming glanced at Han Xuanji again.
Han Xuanji stood in the swaying shadows of the trees, merely raising his eyes slightly upon hearing this, ignoring the young man.
A gentle breeze stirred his sleeves, and the Dragon Blood Black-Yellow Tree behind him swayed gently without any wind.
Han Xuanji recounted his experiences in the Daluo Heaven in detail. He mentioned the Daoist Astonishing Excellence phenomena that occurred when the Immortal Venerable Yuxuan could only sit in front and listen. His tone remained calm, yet it made everyone feel as if they were witnessing the River of Spacetime rushing before their eyes.
It is also said that many geniuses competed, comprehended the Principle of the Great Dao, and had astonishing cultivation levels. Even after a thousand years of cultivation, becoming Mystic Immortal was only the threshold to seeing these people.
Everyone knows that there are always people more capable than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding.
As for the specific content of Daluo's sermons, they couldn't understand it anyway, so there was nothing worth sharing.
Li Taiqing stroked the long sword at his waist and sighed softly:
" Daluo Realm experts were something I always thought were unattainable."
Nangong Wenjian was equally filled with emotion.
He recalled meeting the sect leader when he was young, a peak that seemed unattainable at the time. Under the sect leader's tutelage, becoming an immortal became his greatest pursuit. The Immortal Ascension experts of the Central Province Plains Holy Land were already beyond his reach. Now, the people he was in contact with were either Daluo Immortals or Taiyi Golden Immortal, which was truly like a dream.
At this moment, Li Taiqing also said:
"Master, in the years you've been gone, Junior Brother Nangong has lived up to expectations, sweeping aside all the current disciples. Many elders of the Sword Lineage want to take him as their disciple."
"Good."
Han Xuanji's gaze fell on Nangong Wenjian, and seeing the clear Sword Intent surrounding him, he couldn't help but nod and smile slightly.
A century has passed, and as Han Xuanji's cultivation level continues to improve, his disciples, including Little White and Little Gold, are also steadily improving their cultivation levels.
As his master, he naturally wouldn't mistreat his disciples and their two pets, Little Gold and Little White.
He had bestowed upon many rare and precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and even some Supreme-Grade Immortal Artifact, which he had received from previous sign-ins, and would occasionally give a lecture on the Dao for a period of time.
Even the weakest of them all, Little White, has reached the level of Heavenly Immortal, while Little Gold is close to becoming True Immortal. Nangong Wenjian, Lin Potian, and Lu Fan have already achieved the status of True Immortal, and Li Taiqing is already close to becoming Mystic Immortal.
At this moment, Han Xuanji also noticed Lin Potian's unusual behavior. Seeing that he seemed somewhat unhappy, she asked curiously:
" Potian, what's wrong with you?"
In the past, the other party would have been overjoyed by such a lively occasion.
But his somewhat sullen appearance now puzzled Han Xuanji.
As soon as Han Xuanji finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Potian.
This robust young man, usually so forthright and carefree, now hung his head, his bronze cheeks flushed with a dark red, his rough fingers unconsciously stroking a jade pendant.
"N-nothing..."
Lin Potian's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice barely audible.
Lu Fan, standing to the side, burst out laughing and said:
"Master, Junior Brother Lin has fallen for worldly desires again."
"Oh?"
Han Xuanji couldn't help but feel curious.
Lu Fan then explained it in detail.
It turns out that during Han Xuanji's trip to Daluo Heaven, disciples from various lineages exchanged Daoist techniques. A female cultivator from the Pill Lineage, wanting to test a new pill, kept asking Lin Potian to try it out, and the two eventually became acquainted.
Not long ago, this female cultivator proposed to Lin Potian to become his dao companion.
At this moment, Lin Potian's ears turned bright red, and he suddenly looked up and said:
"I aspire to pursue the supreme path like my master! How can I be preoccupied with romantic love... Moreover..."
Han Xuanji's eyes flickered slightly as he suddenly recalled the first time he met Lin Potian.
It seems she's also troubled by love?
No wonder they're so hesitant and timid these days.
"That girl is a descendant of the Immortal Venerable Yuheng; she's quite extraordinary and worthy of Junior Brother Lin."
Li Taiqing suddenly interrupted, glancing meaningfully at the jade pendant newly hanging at Lin Potian's waist.
The garden fell silent for a moment.
The Dragon Blood Tree rustled, as if Lin Potian.
Han Xuanji swept his sleeve across the stone table, and a cup of clear tea was placed steadily in front of Lin Potian:
" The Dao Path is long, and having someone who understands and cares for you by your side is certainly worthwhile."
The clear tea reflected Lin Potian's face.
"However, you need to ask yourself honestly. In any case, I will naturally support your decision."
Lin Potian stared at his reflection in the cup, then suddenly grabbed the teacup, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp. He wiped his mouth and said:
"Master, I will ask her tomorrow... whether she wants to pursue the Great Dao with me."
"Um."
Han Xuanji nodded.
To be honest, he never expected that Lin Potian would be the first to find a partner.
Outrageous!
Is this a case of fools having good fortune?
However, he wasn't interested in these things, and he didn't bother to predict how things would develop; he'd just let things take their course.
"Awoo~"
Just then, a deep yet powerful tiger roar rang out.
Immediately, a white figure darted out like lightning, accurately pouncing on Han Xuanji's legs and affectionately nuzzling against them.
It was indeed the Little White Tiger.
Although it has not grown to a gigantic size, it now appears more agile and streamlined, with its fur being snow-white and lustrous, subtly shimmering with light.
The aura emanating from his body was no longer that of a simple Demon Beast, but rather an ancient and majestic bloodline pressure, faintly carrying the aura of a sacred beast.
"You little rascal, you haven't been slacking off."
Han Xuanji smiled and gently patted the white tiger's head.
Before he went into seclusion, he left behind a lot of resources and Cultivation Method suitable for the other party, and it seems that it has indeed made efforts to digest them.
Little White squinted its eyes in enjoyment, making gurgling sounds in its throat, clearly feeling very comfortable.
Little White's bloodline is naturally inferior to that of a pure-blooded True Dragon like Little Gold, and also inferior to those with great fortune. Although Han Xuanji has intentionally nurtured him, his aptitude has improved considerably, but he is still somewhat lacking.
Han Xuanji wasn't in a hurry. Anyway, it didn't need to do anything, so being a mascot wasn't bad.
"By the way, you can plant the Qilin Immortal Medicine you got from previous check-ins."
Han Xuanji suddenly remembered the elixir he had obtained by signing in at the Shennong Garden in the Human Emperor Hall.
This is the most precious innate spiritual material in Shennong Garden. It is a celestial medicine evolved from a drop of Essence Blood of the Qilin Ancestor. It is extremely valuable. Han Xuanji sensed that this celestial medicine had even developed consciousness, so he was too embarrassed to refine it.