Arhat of Humanity

In the dim and damp mine shaft, Lu Ye walked forward with a mining basket on his back and a pickaxe in his hand.,It was like the shadow of a tree, grayish and indistinct. The branches were lush and the limbs split from the trunk about one-third of the way up, supporting a semi-circular canopy.,A cultivator's spiritual energy is a truly magical force. Lu Ye had once seen a cultivator from the Evil Moon Valley make a move. Although it wasn't particularly imposing, that person simply slapped a palm lightly, shattering a piece of ore. It was this miraculous sight that made Lu Ye resolute in his determination to open his own spiritual acupoints and become a cultivator.。