Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing

"Martial Uncle…"

"Greetings, Martial Uncle!"

Upon returning to Azure Tide Pavilion, the disciples greeted Lin Zheyu one after another. He smiled and nodded back. The sect had been quieter lately. Many familiar senior brothers and sisters had gone out on missions, and even Marrow Refining realm disciples had their own tasks. Lin Zheyu went to visit Elder Yang, but he had gone to the Bull Demon Sect and would return in a few days. Leaving Azure Water Pavilion, Lin Zheyu finally saw a familiar face.

"Senior Brother!" Lin Zheyu stepped forward quickly and greeted Cui Haihong with a smile.

"You finally came back. How does the Primordial Wuji True Technique feel? Are you confident in mastering it?" Cui Haihong asked with a grin.

"Of course," Lin Zheyu replied confidently.

"Haha, I believe you can as well," Cui...