Pu Yun's home was very dilapidated.
It was just a thatched hut.
At this moment, Pu Yun was sitting cross-legged inside the hut.
He seemed to be cultivating.
A powerful aura and oppression emanated from his body.
How could he be an ordinary person without cultivation?
Even Zhang Bin felt that the True Qi in Pu Yun's Dantian was very special, emitting a strange aura.
This aura was very unique, and he was somewhat familiar with it.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he was just stealing railway tracks to eat a while ago and got caught by the police. How could he now become a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Liquid Phase?"
Zhang Bin shouted in shock in his heart, disbelief written all over his face.
He halted his steps and gestured for the three fools to keep quiet.
He continued to release his Divine Sense to carefully perceive Pu Yun.
The more he looked, the more shocked he became, and the more familiar it felt.
