Listening to Xiaozhu's introduction, Qingxi looked at the large stone by the lake, which was about three feet high.,Xia Zhu imagined the scene of himself rolling his eyes, then said, "If you weren't with your host in the cultivation world, where the air is fresh, with your bones, you would only be able to live to eighty.",Even with his current scrap spirit aptitude, he wouldn't be able to reach the Xiantian realm even if he became a disciple of the Lingyuan Sect this lifetime.。