This body was so frail, it was almost unimaginable. He was certain he had returned to the age of fifteen, just the day he was about to begin his cultivation.,But upon closer inspection, you'd find that this sphere houses its own inner world. Within it are rays of colorful light, blades of grass glistening with dew, and the sun rising in the east.,Some were merely an ordinary little wooden hut, a slow and clear stream, and a middle-aged man in green clothes sitting on the ground by the river.。