In the violently rolling viewpoint, he flew over the small, yellowish village and smoke like a light swallow, passing above the clear river.,Perhaps because he had suppressed it for too long, Lu Jiangxian's mind suddenly conjured up such thoughts, and his mood even felt a little excited.,Even with Lu Jiangxian's Qi condensed and focused, he could still vaguely see a grayish-green mirror lying quietly at the bottom of the river. It was covered with various colored stones, and several fish were foraging at the bottom...。