Xuehan immediately bowed to Duan Feihong and said, "Senior, I am a disciple of the Macaque Real Man. My name is Xuehan, the only descendant of the Blood Clan. The master told me that he followed the instructions of his senior when he saw him. This is the letter that the master asked me to give to him."

Duan Feihong took the letter and opened it and said, "How is your master? The Macaque is one of the six major casual cultivators in the ancient times. He actually accepted the descendants of the blood clan as his disciples. Haha, his temper is the same as forty years ago, and it has not changed at all. Your master said in the letter that you are practicing the Illusion Art, and you have already practiced to the late stage of the Golden Pill. The younger generation is so strong that it is much better than my disciple."

"Well, your master said that your unique abilities of the blood clan have also awakened. Tell me what is the ability of your blood clan to awaken your blood clan?"

The girl in red replied respectfully, "My blood clan awakening ability is insight, you can see through anyone's cultivation and practice skills, and you can also see the special abilities of magic weapons."

Duan Feihong's eyes lit up and said, "Oh, can you see through my cultivation?"

Xue Han, a girl in red, looked at Duan Feihong carefully, then lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Senior practiced the flying sword and had already cultivated to the highest sword essence, but it seems that it is not the limit of the senior. Senior should have broken through his sword essence and reached an unknown state for ordinary people. As for senior cultivation, I don't believe it, but in my opinion, it should be a successful tribulation."

"What makes me most unbelievable is that my senior has passed through the eighth level of heavenly tribulation. This is unlikely. Although my master arrived at the late stage of the tribulation twenty years ago, he said that he had not triggered the heavenly tribulation for twenty years. Senior. Did I see it wrong?"

Dasheng said with a smile on Duan Feihong's face, "Haha, you read that right, but you can't tell anyone else."

After a while, Duan Feihong said sadly, "Your master broke through the Golden Elixir stage forty years ago to cultivate the Nascent Soul. After the Nascent Soul is perfect, he will reach the Tribulation Period. Although your master is outstanding, he has a knot. Even if he practices for another hundred years, he will still be in the late stage of the tribulation, and he still cannot pass a level of heavenly tribulation. However, among the six major casual cultivators, your master has the highest cultivation level."

Xue Han asked puzzledly, "Why did you survive the eighth level of heavenly tribulation? If you can survive the ninth level of heavenly tribulation, you wouldn't you be able to ascend to the Daluo Golden Immortal!"

Duan Feihong shook his head and said with a smile, "It's impossible. I'm 87 years old this year. If we calculate normally, as our cultivation level increases, our lifespan will also increase. If I can live to three or four hundred years old, I might be able to survive the ninth level of heavenly tribulation. However, I was injured eight years ago and I will not be able to recover in this life. My lifespan is almost at its limit."

Duanmushu had heard Duan Feihong talk about this to him, but now he still couldn't help feeling sad when Duan Feihong mentioned it.

Duan Feihong glanced at his only disciple and said, "Xuehan, your master told you to listen to my instructions. This is my request to your master. You will follow my disciple Duanmushu in the future and go to the north to experience it. My disciple has never left the southern mountain and does not know much about the sects in the world. Please help me take care of him until the World Fighting Conference is over two years later, you can return to your master. Do you agree?"
Chapter completed!