Xu Zimu trembled with excitement throughout his body. He was confident that as long as he was given a year, he could use this energy to return to the Shenmai Realm.,Humans begin their cultivation journey from the mortal realm, refining their flesh and blood, honing their bones and sinews, tempering their skin.,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.。