lt;You cultivate imm

A youth of sixteen or seventeen, clad in a gray tunic, stood tall and handsome. His eyes were bright and clear.,A thin veil of mist suddenly appeared in the courtyard, jolting Lu Xuan awake. He circled the spiritual plants, observing them carefully.,Lu Xuan was just a low-level spiritual planter, from an ordinary background with limited knowledge. He wasn't sure what this black thread was all about.。