Their motives are worth investigating.
Before understanding their purpose, rashly pursuing any method to achieve immortality is nothing more than blindly following bait left behind by others.
Who knows if there's a trap behind this?
"These ancient cultivators should not be underestimated. Their strength is greater than that of martial artists in this sacred realm. More importantly, some of them are treacherous and have been plotting for thousands of years. Who knows what evil schemes they are harboring?"
Lin Jinglong couldn't help but sigh.
Just then, the sounds of fighting suddenly came from not far away.
The fluctuation of energy appeared a hundred feet away.
The two exchanged a glance.
I'm planning to go and join in the fun.
However, Lin Jinglong was somewhat stunned upon arrival.
"Mountains of money?"
I saw the old man tumbling and crawling down the hillside next to me, his clothes tattered and stinking.
He was nothing like the splendidly dressed Ancestor Duobao he once was; he looked more like a beggar.
Qian Rushan saw Lin Jinglong.
Tears streamed down his face.
"Master Lin, I've finally found you!"
"Help!"
"Our Duobao clan is doomed!"
Behind him were dozens of cultivators, who were charging down the mountain with arrogant expressions, surrounding Qian Rushan in a whooshing sound.
Each of them held a weapon, and the leader was a thirty-year-old man in white, who acted arrogantly.
"Qian Rushan, you've even brought in some helpers?"
As he spoke, the man looked at Lin Jinglong.
"We come from Wanlong City. Do you perhaps wish to get involved in this mess?"
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