The Immortal Path

As she carefully dusted the Spring River Flows into the Sea painting, a transparent image suddenly appeared in her eyes.,As a result, ten years passed in a blink of an eye. Without powerful cultivation talent, no saintly physique, let alone an old master. He could only struggle to cultivate in the outer courtyard of the family, and usually had to do chores as usual.,After dinner, in the courtyard of the family's outer mansion, hundreds of family members huddled around a large pile. They all held their breath and an oppressive atmosphere hung in the air.。