Wuhua Zi was quite satisfied.
"Taoist Wuhua Zi, who exactly are you? Why are you helping me?"
It was not until today that Song Lin confirmed that Wuhua Zi had come specifically to help him.
"It's a matter of chance." Wuhua Zi smiled strangely and said, "Do you know what this place is?"
"What place? I truly don't know."
"The Thirty-third Heaven of the Heavenly Court, Lihen Heaven."
Lihen Heaven should be the most peaceful place in the Three Realms, deserted and without any conflict or miasma.
As Wuhua Zi spoke, the clouds parted, revealing a palace known as the Doushuai Temple.
Lihen Heaven, Doushuai Temple.
Song Lin's eyes widened, suddenly looking at the old man: "Then you are..."
"Wuhua Zi, Da Chengzi, Yua Huazi... or maybe Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad. Call me anything, no need for formalities."
Wuhua Zi waved his hand, unconcerned with these common names.
The higher one's cultivation, the more indifferent one becomes to certain things.
