Mystic Clan of the P

Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.,Then he stared blankly as the sun slowly slipped from overhead, the brilliant sunset spreading across the sky, and the water in the areas under the trees gradually faded away.,He only felt a chill all over and fell into a state of half-sleep, half-awake meditation.。