Fairy bestows immortality

As Su Yun followed the others forward, he happened to see the Xuanhong Sect cultivators not far away, including Hei Yan.

At this moment, Hei Yan also saw Su Yun and smiled and nodded at Su Yun.

Su Yun raised an eyebrow slightly.

Judging from the other person's expression, they must have made considerable progress in their spiritual sense, probably breaking through a bottleneck and qualifying to challenge for the position of a high-level alchemist.

"not simple."

He was somewhat surprised. It seemed that Hei Yan's talent was not bad. Otherwise, absorbing the energy of those soul trees would not have allowed him to improve much.

As they continued forward, they arrived directly at the Bodhi tree that Abbot Daozhen had shown them from afar.

However, this time the observation deck has already been completed.

Ahead, surrounded by Bodhi trees tens of meters high and several meters thick, there was a seating arrangement of varying sizes, each belonging to a different faction.

For example, Zen Moon Palace, Treasure Pavilion, and Ten Blessed Lands, each faction has its own designated area, similar to the Bodhi Tea Ceremony held that day.

Within a radius of several tens of meters around the Bodhi tree, there is the innermost area.

When the time for maturity is truly reached, Bodhi powder will fall in this area, and the spiritual essence of the Bodhi tree will permeate the air, bringing great benefits to cultivators.

Those below the realm of the Destiny Palace are all blessed!

Su Yun followed Feng Tianliang and the others to the seats reserved for the Tianyang Sect cultivators and sat down.

Ahead, less than thirty meters away, the trunk of the Bodhi tree was milky white, with a rich spiritual substance flowing within it.

The thick branches at the top are a vibrant green, as if carved from jade. Under the sunlight, they shimmer with an ethereal glow.

A few sparse Bodhi leaves, quietly rooted in the branches, exude a refreshing fragrance.

In less than a month, this Bodhi tree has changed dramatically.

This is now a true sign of maturity, as if spiritual matter could descend at any moment.

Ahead, Abbot Daozhen sat on the high platform, smiling at everyone, and said, "Fellow Daoists, most of you are people I have met and know well before."

"Welcome everyone to Dayan Temple to participate in this once-in-a-century Bodhi Festival."

"At most, there is still half an hour left before the hundred-year period arrives."

"When the century-old rings inside the Bodhi tree are fully formed, that will be the time when spiritual matter descends. Fellow Daoists, please wait patiently."

After he finished speaking, the leaders of the various factions all spoke up and chatted with Abbot Daozhen, laughing and talking.

In such a situation, even a cultivator like Su Yun couldn't get a word in edgewise.

However, he didn't want to say much anyway; he just wanted to see what benefits the Bodhi tree could bring him.

He sat next to Zi Yanqiong. His Qi Sea Level 4 cultivation was considered the most ordinary among cultivators, and no one would notice him.

Most people's attention was focused on the pavilion master, the Bodhi tree, and Abbot Daozhen.

Su Yun sat quietly in place, but at this moment he felt a very strong gaze, as if it had been staring at him from beginning to end.

This made him frown slightly.

In this crowded place, he could hardly guard against people he might have offended before watching him.

Without making a sound, he released his divine sense.

On the high platform, on either side of Abbot Daozhen, sat several elders of Dayan Temple.

Right on the far left, a monk who looked to be about forty years old was looking ahead, seemingly very calm.

But one of their gazes fell upon him, and it was somewhat intense.

Su Yun remained seated cross-legged, showing no reaction.

But he guessed it; this person must be the Fourth Elder, Dao Hong, who sent the white-robed monk to intercept him halfway!

He scoffed inwardly. This old guy was all talk and no action. He didn't dare touch the things in the archives, so he could only set his sights on him. How ridiculous.