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.,And where his fingers gripped, there were even faint indentations; the scroll's edges were cracked and dusty ash puffed down.,"This afternoon I went to the study to add paper and grind it..."。