Jiang Ming let out a sigh of relief and nodded, "That's good. However, I've come here with a request."
"Speak!"
"I have two old friends who are at the end of their lives. I want to come here to ask for a way to extend their lives."
"It's that rabbit and the black dog, right?" Dr. Sun was not surprised at all. "When I came back from outside the mountain this time, I passed by the forest and found these two little guys who were dying of old age. So, they are your friends."
Jiang Ming always felt a trace of fear. It was good that Dr. Sun was not in the mountains when he transmigrated here. Otherwise, his every move would have been under his surveillance.
Immortal cultivators were really a force to be reckoned with. He had to be careful.