Fang ping had just left the mystic realm when he encountered the divine Smith.
Or rather, the divine Smith had been waiting.
When he saw Fang Ping, he was full of resentment."This is my territory!"
My home!
He had lived there for 8000 years!
In the end, why was he always being chased out?
There was no justice!
As he grumbled, he could not help but look at Fang ping. It was a little strange. This aura ... Was a little erratic.
He was also a powerhouse whose mentality had undergone a qualitative change. However, he could not sense it too clearly as the gray cat was lying on Fang Ping's shoulder. He could not help but ask,"Did you succeed in the qualitative change?"
During Fang Ping's closed-door cultivation this time, he knew that Fang ping wanted to complete the qualitative change of his mentality.
After all, Fang Ping's mentality had already reached a limit before this.