He wrote a peerless article and compiled the cultivation techniques that were shelved into a book that was like a dictionary.
It allowed everyone to choose a cultivation technique that was suitable for them to cultivate.
Unfortunately, he had made many people successful, and even made some new eleventh realm experts, but he himself could not break through or even awaken his bloodline. It was really a pity that people could not help but sigh, and they felt that the heavens were jealous of talents.
Everyone waited for a long time.
By the time the snow fell, the armor had already turned white.
Only then did a small boat appear on the lake.
The person on the boat was wearing a strange cat-eared cloak and said loudly,"The immortal is not at home. He went on a tour."
The corners of Ji Xuan's mouth twitched…
He vaguely remembered that he had done what this person had done and said what this person had said.
