地下世界

Those were old wounds. His wounds covered his entire body. It seemed like the Ox-nosed Old Daoist’s body was once shattered to pieces, and then gradually put back together. Those wounds were no ordinary wounds. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to not heal, for them to remain so clear and vivid. Chu Feng suspected that the Ox-nosed Old Daoist must’ve been seriously injured in the past. His injuries must have been extremely destructive. Even though the wounds were old, Chu Feng was able to imagine what the Ox-nosed Old Daoist had suffered back then. In fact, Chu Feng even felt that it was a miracle that the Ox-nosed Old Daoist was still alive. Perhaps… that was what it truly meant to survive by the skin of one’s teeth. “Chu Feng, I’m grateful for your kind intentions.” “However, you’re unable to help me. You should instead quickly nurse yourself back to health, and continue establishing a space in your soul,” said the Ox-nosed Old Daoist.