At first glance, this old man seems to have little cultivation and does not look like a martial artist, and he does not have any characteristics of a martial artist.

But Li Muchan had a vague feeling that he was a powerful person.

When he got here, it was like entering an inexplicable magnetic field, and his intuition lost its function. In the past, he could feel the depth of this person at a glance.

At this time, there was no help from intuition. He had to rely entirely on his eyes to make judgments and his sense of breath. He couldn't sense it even though he was ten miles away, so he needed to get closer.

Look at this old man holding a medicine hoe and slowly collecting medicine. He looks like an old doctor, with a kind expression and no worries about the world.

When Li Muchan got within a mile of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he felt a strong killing intent. He retreated without hesitation, wanting to stay away from the old man.

"Bang!" The old man suddenly raised his hand, and as if there was an explosion, a ray of white light shot straight towards Li Muchan, crossing a mile in an instant and reaching him.

Li Muchan lowered his head sharply and did not rush to catch it. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and a tree behind him exploded into a ball of powder.

Li Muchan frowned and looked at the old man, but saw him slowly put down the medicine hoe and looked over with a smile.

The old man had a round face, looked amiable, and had kind eyes. He did not look like the man who had just carried out a murder.

Li Muchan looked at him without saying a word, then turned around and left. He didn't want to fight with him. Once the fight started, more and more people would come, which meant failure this time.

"Hey, now that you're here, do you still want to leave?" Seeing Li Muchan slowly retreating, the old man chuckled twice, shook his head and said, "Good friend, stay here!"
Chapter completed!