"How long have you been in the art?"

“It’s been over a year.”

"Why don't you have no cultivation at all? Didn't your master teach you?"

"The master said that the disciples do not have spiritual roots and veins, so they cannot practice the unique skills of this sect."

“No wonder.”

A caring question, a serious answer.

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Seeing Shangguan Youyou going to arrange the team to set off, Xie Mengkong turned around to Ding Yan and greeted him politely: "Hi, little brother."

"Senior." Ding Yan was a little restrained.

Xie Mengkong glanced at Shangguan Youyou on the other side, turned his head to look at Ding Yan, and said with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Little brother, look at your full heaven and your bones are surprised. You are a genius of cultivation at first glance. Oh, look at you holding a sword, you are also a sword cultivator. What a coincidence, I am also a sword practitioner."

Ding Yan looked at Xie Mengkong in a daze and said a lot, and he was a little confused.

"Senior is also a sword practitioner, that's a coincidence." He couldn't answer the words and said dryly: "I hope I have the opportunity to learn more from my seniors."

“Hahahaha, it’s easy to say.”

Xie Mengkong looked at him with a smile: "By the way, I don't know which sect the little brother is in. Maybe I still have some connection with your sect."

"I come from Qingshuihewan's view of immortality." Ding Yan said seriously.

Qingshuihewan's view on immortality?

Where is that place?
Chapter completed!