"It's just average."
"But it works." Dong Changfeng said: "I've looked at it for over two hundred years... and still haven't figured it out."
Fang Che was puzzled.
You, elder... are you just finding something to say? How lonely must this be?
But Fang Che suddenly remembered that ever since the Jinshe Spear was injured, it had retreated into seclusion, blending into the mundane world, living every day like an old man at dusk, so lonely, drifting alone in the worldly affairs.
Just when he was about to achieve great success, Bei Mingxin arrived.
Angrily went to battle, disrupting the worldly training.
Now the worldly training was incomplete, besides having a cultivation that shook the heavens, the rest of his mentality was no different from that of ordinary elders.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy in his heart.
Looking at this elder who once dominated the winds and clouds, becoming thus.
