Chapter: 3917

"Practice? Old man, are you dreaming?"

The young man patted his butt: "You can practice by yourself, I'm going to go online."

"Certainly!"

A faint voice came out.

hum!

The young man suddenly realized that he couldn't move, not even blink.

He wanted to speak, but his lips seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Click!

Hit a ghost?

The young man's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"I'm not a ghost."

The old man smiled: "You can call this old man a cultivator."

"Cultivator?"

The young man suddenly found that he could speak.

"That's right, haven't you heard of warriors in this world?"

"Warriors? People who know martial arts? I have seen martial arts competition."

Hearing this answer, the old man knew what was going on.

He said: "Warrior is just a low-end title, but there are some outstanding ones among them, who can fly to the sky and escape from the ground, and the technique I practice is the technique of cultivating immortals, such as this, this, this... "

In an instant, the young man's body floated five meters high in the air, and then fell down again. Then the old man pointed forward, and a red energy ball appeared, changing various shapes, which was extremely strange.

"You, you, are you a god?" The young man trembled in fright.

"For you it is."

The old man chuckled, and put a mark on him casually, saying: "I'll give you a day to say goodbye to your family, and I'll take you away tomorrow morning."

"I, I won't go, I don't want to go." The young man refused.

"Oh? Go to practice, and your lifespan will increase, even for a thousand years. For me and other immortal cultivators, the worldly people are only a pile of dry bones for a hundred years, but we are still here. Faced with longevity, don't you want to?"

"No, no, I don't want to live forever, I don't want to leave, I still have family." Unable to bear the pressure, the young man cried.

"Cultivation does not mean that you will not be allowed to come back."

"Can you come back?"

"able."

"Then can I think about it?"

"You don't have the right to think about it. I'll take you away tomorrow morning."