Raindrops sliding off palm leaves, falling into the water tank below, make a ‘ding’ sound, as if bidding farewell to the owner of this place.,His cultivation had reached the high level of Qi Condensation, he had condensed his essence and was ready to leave the mountain. If he wanted to return to Heavenly Capital Mountain to learn more, he would have to return as a foundation builder and become an inner disciple.,Just like everyone else, Zhao Fuyun knelt behind a low table. On his left and right sat two beautiful young girls.。