Feng Qingyun traveled through decades of cultivation. He had no identity, no background, and no talent. At the age of sixty, he still had no cultivation. When the end was approaching, he chose to go out and wander.
Feng Qingyun: This is the world of immortality, I don't want to die!
Qin Rencui: Feng Qingyun, tell me who can kill you
Mr. Zhou: Senior Feng, have you always been hiding?
Qin Yao: Feng Qingyun, your profound words are all accompanied by Taoism. Tell me, you are afraid that a big boss will kill you.
Heavenly Dao: This person cannot be provoked except by this immortal.
Feng Qingyun: No one has a front in the path of cultivation, but my Qingyun path is empty.
Everyone was amazed. When they met Feng Lao, his realm was broken, and when they asked whether Feng Lao was a mortal.
Feng Qingyun: I'm a waste. I just want to marry a wife quietly and live happily. Please stop talking nonsense.
