Rhythmic Movement

"Hoo… chuu…"

Jiang Yi had not slept for a long time. As one progressed in one's cultivation, martial artists basically did not need to sleep anymore. They only needed to go into seclusion and cultivate for a while to re-energize themselves and get rid of fatigue. However, sleeping allowed one's soul spirit and physical body to be at its most relaxed; it was something seclusion could not replace. Hence, many formidable martial artists still chose to allocate time to sleep after a certain amount of time.

The problem was…

Where was this place? This was the Dao Heaven Mystic Realm. Everyone could only come here for free three times a year. Would anyone really come in here to sleep? Unless this person's brain had some problems. Jiang Yi had seen many people in the Primitive Mystic Realm lying on the ground fast asleep. In actual fact, these people had not been sleeping but were just deep in seclusion, trying to get as close to nature as possible.