Mystic Clan of the P

Lu Jiangxian had a very long dream. He dreamed of planting rice in the fields, he dreamed of swords and shadows, he dreamed of immortal sects, women, and a large lake.,"It's going to be boring if we keep doing this, isn't it",He only felt a chill all over and fell into a state of half-sleep, half-awake meditation.。