The Immortal Path

As a result, ten years passed in a blink of an eye. Without powerful cultivation talent, no saintly physique, let alone an old master. He could only struggle to cultivate in the outer courtyard of the family, and usually had to do chores as usual.,Master Lin's face, already a grim one, darkened further. Yet, his voice remained soft and persuasive.,But at this time, the atmosphere on the field had already begun to ferment. Everyone speculated about the origin of Lin Fan's silver tickets. Lin Fan knew that if he didn't explain clearly, he might be blamed immediately!。