The moon went down to the west, and the sun rose to the east.
The light spots of spiritual power in the whole house gradually disappeared, and Zhang Fei slowly woke up from the practice.
Compared with a year ago, the light spots of heaven, earth, and spiritual power that Zhang Fei condensed during his cultivation were obviously much larger, but the area where the spiritual power light spots spread was obviously smaller. This made Zhang Fei less likely to be discovered by others when he was cultivating.
This was a courtyard house in the woods. The environment was quiet, with a small bridge in front of the door and flowing water, a forest of purple bamboos in the backyard, and orchards on both sides.
At this time, it was early spring, and many fruit trees were in full bloom. Accompanied by wisps of morning mist, it was like a fairyland on earth.