Lu Jiangxian had a very long dream. He dreamed of planting rice in the fields, he dreamed of swords and shadows, he dreamed of immortal sects, women, and a large lake.,"If you hand over the Taiyin Tuona Breathing Technique and the Secrets of the Lunar Records, we will only strip you of your cultivation.","It seemed to be a circular, shimmering thing..." Lu Jiangxian pondered vaguely, a faint premonition arising in her heart:。