Xuan Du was a thin man and had a clear stream of Qi coiling around his body. He seemed to be humble and natural, staying away from all worldly affairs. Every single move made by him was so natural as if he and nature were a unity. Even the finest movements could fit the Dao of nature, bringing people a sense of beauty,
‘This brother can only be even more powerful than brother Po.’ thought Ji Hao as he was shocked silently, then hurriedly saluted to Xuan Du and greeted him.
Xuan Du greeted Ji Hao back smilingly, then turned his palm over. Two fist-sized stampers rolled out from his sleeve along with streams of glow. He didn’t do much small talk, only said straightforwardly, "Brother Ji Hao, please take out the mountain and river stamper."
Ji Hao paused briefly, then a clear stream of mist swooshed out of the spot between his eyebrows. From within this mist, the mountain and river stamper flew out along with a splendid glow.