He wasn't sure how many years have passed since the Daying Immortal Mansion, but surely it's exceeded the lifespan limit of a thousand years for the Nascent Soul.
Even though the old monk's existence was at Nascent Soul Perfection back then, he was scattered and severely injured and had managed to live until now despite being in Dragon-slaying Valley where there is no Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi; it's truly unbelievable.
"Oh well, it seems the two of you, fellow Daoists, are also unaware of how to enter the Celestial Dragon Temple."
"I won't disturb you any further."
Absorbing one of his Dharma Bones, the old monk's aura seemed to strengthen significantly. After bowing respectfully to the two, he abruptly turned around, picked up the pottery jar on the ground, and stumbled away in the distance.
Watching his hunched figure, Xu Zhan slightly turned his head.
"Third Uncle, this old bald donkey is quite strange, should we...?"
A hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
