Traces of the qi of the People's Will enveloped Dongfang Shu, who was sitting cross-legged.
His originally flagging soul instantly solidified.
Outside Jinchuan City, the world was silent.
The sky was filled with bright clouds.
The power of becoming a sage was disseminated.
Whether it was Dongfang Shu, Su Zizhan, or He Jing who were standing in the distance, their expressions changed and they bowed slightly.
This was respect for a cultivator who had the power to become a sage.
This was a true Confucian cultivator!
Below, countless Confucian cultivators bowed.
Such a great cultivator deserved a bow!
Han Muye waved his hand, and his soul incarnation dissipated and returned to his body.
Then the jade-colored fan shook, revealing his figure.
Holding the fan, Han Muye raised his hand and waved it. All the poems in the sky landed on the back of the fan, covering the original words 'calm heart'.
