"Heavenly Induction, Sitting Immortal..."

He Zhenghao's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have vaguely got some great information from the mouth of the senior Li Fan.

He was expecting him to talk more, but the other party suddenly stopped talking.

This made He Zhenghao anxious.

He hesitated several times.

"Why, you and I are now cultivating the same practice. It's not bad if we don't draw swords. Would you like me to give you some pointers?" Li Fan sneered.

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