"Based on your current practice, Master Jiuyang didn't accept you as his true successor?" Xu Zimo asked with interest.

Don't look at this middle-aged man as ordinary.

But Xu Zimo could feel that the opponent was very strong.

The spiritual energy in the body is like a sea of ​​spiritual energy, bottomless and unfathomable.

Although he is incomparable to Xu Zimo, he is definitely not a weakling in the Zhengyang Sect.

The middle-aged man smiled.

He replied: "The leader said that the way I practice is different from his.

Even if he accepts me as his true successor, he won't be able to help me much."

"When I take this path, I am just trying to feel the stones. I have no experience from my predecessors to learn from."

The two chatted and came to a rockery.

This is a place with a skyline.

This line of sky is at least several hundred meters long, but only a few centimeters wide. It would be difficult for even a fly to pass through, let alone a human being.

After the middle-aged man came here, he didn't know when a few sticks of incense appeared in his hand.

He lit the incense and a little smoke came out instantly.

"What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!