Humans begin their cultivation journey from the mortal realm, refining their flesh and blood, honing their bones and sinews, tempering their skin.,Father, like a tiger, Xiao Dingtian, and that Yangliu Riverbank, standing in the wind with tears streaming down his face, crying to himself, wanting to spend a normal life with the girl who wanted to live an ordinary life.,Xu Zimu came to the courtyard, and his guard Zhang Chongtian was waiting for him far away at the door.。