C3290 Wind and Rain of Eight Directions

Separated by half a city and tens of kilometers, Yang Ping could clearly see that the old man's long white eyebrows were like dried branches dyed in snow. His stooped body was like green bamboo that could bounce back at any time.

Yang Ping could feel Zhu Xi's aura from his body.

Strangely, after he woke up, Yang Ping's ability to discern things was even better. If he wanted to find something