Nie Yun and Shan Yang were filled with confusion and doubt.
"Li, after so many years, you haven't changed a bit." Lin Yuan smiled faintly as he looked toward Li Qing and spoke.
Upon hearing these words,
Li Qing's eyes immediately began to redden, nearly unable to control her emotions, she subconsciously uttered two words, "Master."
It had been tens of thousands of years; only the once Lin Yuan had ever called her that.
Li Qing had almost forgotten that she even had such a 'nickname.'
"Go on."
"Tell me about what has happened over the years."
Lin Yuan casually found a place to sit down; over the past hundred years, he had been mostly cultivating, although he had obtained a lot of information about the Spirit Realm and the Daode Immortal Sect through the Martial Temple.
But certainly, none of it was as detailed as what Li Qing, a Seventh Stage Martial Tao at its peak, knew.
"Ah?"
The minds of Nie Yun and Shan Yang beside him were once again thrown into chaos.
What happened?
