Worship Teacher

Ningtian did not disturb the old blind man, but he did not dare to disturb him.

The old blind man looked at his hand, which was already covered with countless wrinkles.

"I don't know how many years I have lived. At that time, I once slaughtered a country and killed countless strong people. Only then did I get the divine things and increase the power of the soul source that can live to this day."

The old blind man said this with a hint of pride in his tone, then stopped talking and took a sip of tea.

Ningtian no longer wants to speak about his speech habits, has been completely speechless.

At the same time, Ningtian also knew that this seemed to be a peaceful old man in front of him. In the past, it was so cruel. Sure enough, the strong were not good.

The road to the strong cannot be paved without blood.

The real strong killed many people, which Ningtian also knows.