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.,“Young master, the deputy sect leader just sent someone to say that if you are free, please go to his place. He has something important to discuss with you,” Zhang Chongtian said respectfully.。