On the second floor of Yanchun Building, Chen Jing sat by the window, drinking the spirit wine brought from the Endless Continent alone.

He is an observer.

Every day, he would watch the young heroes compete on the street in the most prosperous and lively Yanchun Building.

He wanted to find a disciple with the best understanding.

If the disciple is excellent, the master will be able to worry a little less. The most ideal disciple in Chen Jing's mind is to give him a secret book, and he will be able to be self-taught.

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Chapter 200 of "I Became an Immortal Without Spiritual Roots" The child who was hit by the year-urging palm is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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