By a conservative estimate, Ye Qingyun’s actual age was nearing fifty. In the world he originally came from, he would already be considered middle-aged or elderly. Of course, in this world where practitioners were everywhere, fifty meant absolutely nothing. Those five hundred years old could still call themselves youths, and those five thousand were barely considered middle-aged. If you weren’t at least ten thousand years old, you would be embarrassed to greet any senior expert. Thus, Ye Qingyun had no age anxiety. Since he had already become an immortal, living for several thousand or even ten thousand years was absolutely no problem.
"Have you been to Fuyun Mountain?" Ye Qingyun was most concerned about Fuyun Mountain, after all, that was his old base.
"This poor monk has been there; all is well at Fuyun Mountain."
Chapter 1044