C1826 Blind old man

As they approached, Hall Master Xing, Long Bufan, twelve blood guards and more than two hundred other direct disciples all landed on the ground covered in dried leaves.

"Is there anyone here? Is it the guardian of the passageway?"

Long Bufan's gaze focused slightly, and discovered that not far away, there was a gray-haired elder wearing a white robe. He held a simple and crude broom in his hand