Looking at the beautiful scene in front of him, Lin Yi's heart calmed down completely. He felt a long-lost sense of security.
He'd been through so much in the South continent, and he'd been improving and cultivating, but Lin Yi could clearly feel that he'd been getting more and more impetuous. It wasn't hard to find the root cause-cultivation was about relaxation, and he'd never been completely relaxed in the year and a half he'd been in the South continent, especially after being hunted by the old sect of West Mountain.
Once one's nerves were stretched for too long, there would always be side effects. This was like a time bomb, and while it might not seem like much, it could cause someone to pay a heavy price at any time. Even with Lin Yi's personality, he could only suppress this impetuousness, but he couldn't completely eradicate it.
