Ever since Buddha Immortal had begun teaching Zhang Buku to cultivate, two hundred years had passed.
The New Year had just gone by, and the Nine Spirits Continent was bright with sunlight. Mountains and rivers stretched for tens of thousands of li, brimming with vitality, while rows of birds swept out from the forests.
On a great tree, Gu An lay back against the trunk and opened his Attribute Panel to take a look.
[Name: Gu An]
[Lifespan: 9,045/77,189,605,409]
[Constitution: Chaotic Wuji Body]
[Cultivation: Hengtian Golden Immortal Realm, perfected]
Before I knew it, I'm already nine thousand years old.
Gu An sighed inwardly. In ancient Huaxia, the person second only to the one in supreme power often liked to call himself "nine thousand years old." To mortals, nine thousand years was unimaginably distant, practically equal to eternal life.
Yet once he reached nine thousand years old, he still felt he was very young.
Compared with those old monsters, he was still a youngster.
Mm, being young was truly nice!
Gu An's gaze shifted downward. A small stream lay across the forest, and on the opposite bank, An Xin was giving guidance to three young disciples of the Qiankun Sect, two boys and one girl. They all looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and when facing An Xin, they were extremely respectful, afraid they might miss even a single word from her.
Gu An could hear the thoughts of one of the boys. In his heart, the boy was sighing over how beautiful An Xin was, and even his face had gone slightly red.
This amused Gu An.
An Xin's looks had never been lacking to begin with, and with her cultivation in the Scattered Immortal Realm added on, her bearing was extraordinary, as if a celestial maiden had