"My cultivation is stuck at the peak of the Grand Master realm. It has been eighty years since my energy and blood in my body have long been exhausted. Even if I embark on the path of immortality, I will not have a few years to survive."

"It's better to stay and stay for China for a few more years."

"I hope that in these few years, Yan'er can grow to the point of being the only one."

In other places, there are also strong men from various countries rushing towards the top of Mount Tai.

But both of them are very alert.

Liu Yan and Guan Zhenye stood on the top of Mount Tai and soon met Ye Qingwu and seven others.

"Where is cold and harsh?"

Guan Zhenye asked frowned.

"Senior Hui Guan, Brother Leng chose to stay and wanted to guard China for a few more years."

Ye Qingwu replied respectfully.

Guan Zhenye sighed and shook his head: "Brother Li, why are you doing this?"

No one else knows.

But Guan Zhenye is very clear.

He, Leng Li, and Leng Yan, are known as the three patron saints of China.

Leng Yan won’t talk about it anymore.

It is just the younger generation, which was introduced by China to other countries.

And he and Leng Li were the true patron saints of China before.

Cold and harsh.

It is also the person Guan Zhenye believes that he has the most chance to become the second Chinese monk.

pity.

Leng Li's cultivation level was stuck at the peak of the Grandmaster realm and he had never been able to break through.

"Brother Li, the reason why you chose to stay is that in addition to protecting China, you probably want to spend more time with your younger brother and sister?"

"But your younger brother and sister have been away for decades, and you can't let it go after all."

"This is the inner demon that has always bothered you and prevented you from breaking through to the cultivator realm."

At this time.

A man with an old Taoist appearance also came to the top of Mount Tai.
Chapter completed!