Mystic Clan of the P

"Splash!" A violent shaking came again, and Lu Jiangxian quickly sank into the water. The river was too shallow to dissipate all the impact force, so he gently bumped against a bluestone at the bottom of the river.,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.,“This is me now, isn't it” Lu Jiangxian chuckled wryly. Then, he deliberately controlled the airflow to stagnate in the center of the mirror. A faint glimmer emanated from the grayish-green mirror.。