Lu Xuan sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, his mind one with the entire Daoist Palace. He cast down the Chaos Ladder, reaching into various points in time to guide living beings to come and hear him preach.
The people he guided,
were either old acquaintances, whom he would bless with a fortuitous opportunity, or they were figures of immense influence who had dominated their respective eras.
This was to ensure that after he preached the Dao, they could carry his teachings forward, spreading them far and wide to enlighten the Human Race.
As time passed,
more and more illustrious figures stepped onto the Chaos Ladder, their expressions a mix of caution, wariness, reverence, and shock!
"State your name!"
At the gate of the Daoist Palace, Xiaohuo'Er was dutifully at his post.
"Liu Bang."
With a hoarse, aged voice, a dying old man walked into the Purple Cloud Palace. Emperor Xin and Ji Fa cast curious glances his way.
