Behind the crowd, under the golden osmanthus.
Cao Erzhu stared blankly at the group of people who were in the midst of such fervent discussion. It was really difficult for him to blend in.
The Spiritual Cultivation world was indeed as powerful as his father had said!
There were more than a handful of demi-saints at the gate of the city and he had not even entered yet.
These people were clearly enemies, but in the quest for true knowledge, they were prepared to turn hostility into friendship and discussed academic issues calmly.
Was this the Spiritual Cultivation World?
It was too fascinating!
Cao Erzhu actually wanted to reveal his lightning-type Power Upanishad Formation, join the discussion and ask Senior Zhong Yuanzi for advice.
Anyone could tell that this old senior surnamed Zhong was very powerful!
Er Zhu had a whole load of questions to ask, but it was difficult to express them.