There she sat, rigidly upright with her eyes closed. She was surrounded by faint lights that grew stronger and stronger day by day. Di Fuyi heaved a sigh of relief.
Luckily she could not see herself while she practiced. If she saw the seven-colored halo that simmered faintly around her, she would definitely become suspicious.
The Kung Fu was his personal method for recovery, which would only be useful for the mighty body. He had not passed it down to anyone before. In this case, it was as if he had taught her the Kung Fu in advance.
Actually, there were several advantages for them to switch their bodies. If she were to use her own body, she would explode and die after a few practices, as her tiny body had yet to become fully cultivated. Perhaps, the switch was a manifestation of God's will.
