"What's wrong with you, old man?" Chen Jiu frowned, naturally very dissatisfied with the old man in front of him.

"Brother, I think you are a martial artist with exquisite roots and bones. If you stay here, it will be a martyr!" The old man's white beard and white eyebrows, crane hair and childlike appearance are very spiritual.

"Oh? Where else can I go without staying here? Chen Jiu thought that the old man was not very reliable, but he could reply.

"Spiritual realm, have you heard of it? When you get there and learn the skill of flying into the sky and hiding from the earth, you will live...