It's not a great thing to be able to keep one's appearance unchanged in the practice world.

However, in order to show their status, dignity and strength, those strong people don't deliberately keep their faces, so most of them are old.

But there are some exceptions.

There are some scholars who keep their own appearance all the time.

Maybe the young looking white robed Taoist in front of him is such an old immortal.

For such a strong man, it's easy to keep his appearance.

After thinking about this, Zhao Yu's eyes revealed a glimmer of hope.

It seems that the decision I just made is not wrong.

This person may really have a way to help himself to cultivate this natural waste pulse.

After thinking that he might be able to practice, he could not help revealing a trace of blazing color in his mind.

Over the years, he has been fed up with the scorn of those people who are obviously inferior to him in status, but have more strength than him.

He also wants to be a strong player.

In this way, no one in the world would dare to despise him, and no one would dare to insult him.

Looking forward to the things that he could practice in the future, he could not help clenching his fist.

At the same time, imagine those people who insulted themselves and humiliated themselves before, and then hit them in the face with their fists.

"You go first."

Lin Mu waited until Zhao Yu sympathized with him, after the beautiful things in the future, said to him lightly.

Now I haven't recovered. It's too early to think about the future.

"Yes, master!"

With the hope of recovering his natural pulse, Zhao Yu naturally dare not listen to Lin Mu's command.

At the same time, the name of Lin Mu also changed.

From the beginning of the sound, the Taoist became the present master.

Zhao Yu looked at the pool in front of his eyes, which exuded rich Qi, and hesitated a little.

After all, he and the white robed Taoist just met. Why did he help himself?

Or what good is it for him to help himself?

This kind of idea, appears in own brain, then can't throw away again.

There was nothing to lose on that day.

He also won't let him naive think, just a strong man saw his sad and indignant mood to help himself.

These strong people are not so boring.

If this hesitation is just a moment.

His eyes suddenly became firm.

Even if this mysterious white robed Taoist comes to plot his own things, what can he plot?

He is just a useless man.

There is nothing.

And now in front of me, there is a thing that can make me change my fate, and I can't give up.

He slowly took off his robe and went directly into the pool.

Then feel the change of your body brought by the energy in the pool.

Just down the moment and no feeling, but also feel a bit comfortable.

As if there were some tiny creatures scratching their skin in the pool.

Let her feel incomparably comfortable, even have some impulse to want to sleep in this pool.

However, the next thing, so that he can remember life.

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