Lin Fan also gazed at Xia Luoh, originally thinking he was an immortal, but evidently not; too weak, truly too weak. Where on earth are the immortals, are they secretly watching me?
He looked at the sky, the azure sky only had clouds drifting by, yet nothing peculiar was seen.
Xia Luoh keenly noticed a change in the mood of the fellow cultivator in front of him, seemingly disappointed, then gazed at the sky. Such strange behavior puzzled him. He followed Lin Fan and looked up at the sky, watching for a long time, but did not see any bizarre thing.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, is there a problem?" Xia Luoh asked inquisitively.
"I want to know where the immortals are. I want to ask them some questions."
Xia Luoh: ...?
Lin Fan's words left him bewildered.
Immortal?
