Of course, extending one's lifespan is highly challenging, but it is easier to restore his originally lost lifespan.
Martial Artists are ferocious and combative, often dueling to the death. Who knows how many battles this old man, who looks ancient and feeble, has been through in the past two hundred years?
Feng Qing'an doesn't know the details, but he does know that the life essence of this old man is severely depleted. But this is a common condition among martial artists; it's quite rare to see a martial artist brimming with vital energy.
"Young master, just keep going. If I can't keep up, I'll naturally stop. I won't hinder your journey!"
The old man's face broke into a joyful smile as he made this promise.
"By the way, I rarely stick to the main roads. I like to cross mountains and valleys when the mood strikes me. Is that okay with you?"
"That's quite a coincidence. When I travel, I also like to cross mountains and valleys instead of following the main roads!"
