Mystic Clan of the P

A kaleidoscope of colors danced before his eyes, and Lu Jiangxian wanted to open them, to rise. But his body, like a lead weight, ignored his commands completely.,"What is this, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon Are there really immortals in this world, with miraculous divine powers, monsters, and ghosts" He was shocked, thinking to himself, "What have I become, a spirit",Lu Jiangxian was overjoyed. As he carefully felt it, there was indeed a faint stream of air circulating inside his body, moving in a circular motion around the perimeter of his body.。