Taoist Baishan brushed his sleeve, his eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence.
Speaking of which.
After all these years of reincarnation, most of the time was spent in a daze. After regaining consciousness, most of my energy was spent on understanding the Martial Path. As for those old friends, I only occasionally heard about them, and the chances to meet were few and far between.
I just don't know how many old friends can live to this day, he sighed inwardly.
Hearing what Taoist Baishan said, the three were secretly shocked.
Old friends?
To be called old friends by Taoist Baishan, they must be of the same level of existence.
They secretly gasped, and, recalling Taoist Baishan's earlier words about no longer reincarnating, they vaguely realized that something significant would happen, even changing the dynamics of the entire world.
