The Immortal Path

As a result, ten years passed in a blink of an eye. Without powerful cultivation talent, no saintly physique, let alone an old master. He could only struggle to cultivate in the outer courtyard of the family, and usually had to do chores as usual.,Lin Shan had the fewest possessions, just an ordinary iron sword, and bedding like sheets and blankets.,All eyes turned still, and for a moment, it seemed as if they had discovered that Lin Fan had straightened his back, revealing sharp edges. His brow resembled a sharp sword blade, and the corners of his eyes glittered with confidence!。