His figure stood slenderly at the edge of the precipice, the breeze whipping his white clothes into a rustling sound.,But he wasn't in a hurry now, first because he was currently inside Zhenwushengzong. His father was very concerned about his cultivation, and he didn't want others to discover his abnormality.,Some were merely an ordinary little wooden hut, a slow and clear stream, and a middle-aged man in green clothes sitting on the ground by the river.。