"Greetings, Uncle-Master."
Yuan Feng had already gone up the mountain. She bowed very obediently to Qi Ming. Her big eyes looked at Qi Ming, and she was actually thinking about many things.
After such a long period of contact, Yuan Feng felt that this Uncle-Master in front of her was good in everything. He had a good personality, a high cultivation level, was handsome, and spoke very gently. He casually pointed at her and let her comprehend and break through.
The only flaw was that he did not go outside.
It had been a year.
This Uncle-Master did not take half a step down the mountain.
It was understandable if he was in seclusion.
After all, every time a cultivator cultivated in seclusion, the higher their cultivation level, the longer they would be in seclusion. At a profound realm, it was possible to cultivate in seclusion for more than a hundred years.
