In a vague moment, Luo Chen seemed to be catching onto something profoundly mysterious.
But in an instant, that feeling quietly slipped away.
He opened his eyes, feeling a sense of loss, lamenting that he had not grasped the chance to merge into the world and perceive the laws of the Great Dao, yet he was satisfied with having passed through the Thunder Tribulation, achieving the Dao Fruit of Golden Core Transformation to Nascent.
It was just:
Nurture the Spirit Root, cultivate the spirit, let the Nascent form resemble my shape
Earth-sprung Golden Lotus on the sea and mountains, Heavenly Dipper gathers dew and the Nascent Soul is secure
I forget myself and my heart is pleased...
Luo Chen's eyes paused, gazing blankly at the green-robed Daoist with hands joined below the mountaintop.
Under the bright blue sky, a chill enveloped his whole body!
"Friend, your malice is too glaring!"
Han Zhan slightly smiled, bringing his hands together and forming a seal.
