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.,A melodious yet icy female voice echoed in his ear. Lu Jiangxian faintly saw a blurred face, but couldn't make out anything clearly.,Looking up, he saw the moonlight gathering above his body, forming a faint white halo as if it were coming to life. Lu Jiangxian was astonished, and his state of mind underwent a radical shift.。