At ten o'clock in the evening, there is Wuwei Peak in Kunlun Mountain in the middle of Sichuan.
"Master, this disciple can't bear to leave you!" Long Jingtian pulled an old Taoist who looked to be in his sixties with tears in his eyes and said with a slight cry.
"Apprentice, I can't bear to leave you, but you have seen the situation of our sect. I have to do this! The task of Master Guang's sect will be left to you. I am waiting for you here." The old Taoist said while wiping his eyes with his sleeves, but there were no tears in his eyes!
"Hmph!~ Old Taoist, you still have the nerve to say that your young master, I was doing well and living freely on my mountain as my mountain king. If you hadn't said that I have good qualifications and lured me to the mountain, saying that cultivation can lead to immortality, become more handsome, and have more temperament to attract beautiful girls, would I have wasted my youth like this?" At this time, Long Jingtian was still half sad, his eyes were bigger than bull's eyes, fierce...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
