“Senior, your disciple is still unconscious here, don’t you care?”
Chen Ping asked!
“He will wake up soon, don’t worry…”
The old man didn’t even think about Gu Tianchao!
Chen Ping could only follow the old man and leave helplessly!
He didn’t know where the old man was taking him. Chen Ping suddenly felt like a fish on a chopping board. He was being slaughtered!
Soon, they stopped at a dilapidated thatched hut. There were three thatched huts in total, and they were worse than a dog kennel!
The sun shines through the roof into the room!
When I walked in, I saw that it was even more shabby and inhumane. Is this a place where people can live?
“Senior, you…don’t tell me, you just live here, right?”
Chen Ping’s face was full of surprise!
After all, this is also the divine pattern ancestor of the Liangyi Sect. Not to mention living in a magnificent palace, but at least he must have his own mansion!
What do these thatched houses mean?
Is Liangyimen so poor?
“What? Do you think this place is too shabby? I can tell you that the elders and owners of the Liangyi Sect are always begging to come and live here.”
“I won’t let them come. It’s so peaceful here for me, and no one will disturb me while I’m practicing.”
“We are all cultivators, don’t care about external circumstances!”
The old man said!
It’s okay if you don’t care, but you can’t be so broken?
Chen Ping was speechless!
“Are you planning to let me practice here with you?”
Chen Ping looked at the simple house and said!
“No, you are practicing here by yourself. I have other things to do, so I don’t have time to stay here with you.”
The old man said!