C927 Grand Immortals Please Spare Us

Bi Chenzi looked carefully at the white-clothed elder that suddenly appeared.

His white robes fluttered without wind, and his hair fluttered in the wind. He looked like a celestial being.

Bi Chenzi had never heard of Qing Chenzi's existence in this world, but since Qing Chenzi called him Master Ancestor, then Qing Chenzi definitely wasn't an ordinary person