C4635 Bai Ziqiu.

Meeting again, like a dream.

For cultivators, tens of thousands of years were like a fleeting flash of light.

But in reality.

The life Luo Xiu had experienced was not like the lives of other experts, the kind where he had cultivated for an unknown number of eras.

For such an old man.

They had lived for countless hundreds of millions of years. Naturally