C471 Refining the Spirit Vein

"Chirp chirp chirp ~!"

Yu Yanglin sat cross-legged in the middle of the air as the Astral Energy around him twisted around him.

It was as if the eight winds had not moved as he sat up straight and smelled of the purple gold lotus.

Yu Yanglin was in a hurry to recover from his injuries. Streams of energy that were of a higher level than Spirit Liquid swept across the Dharma Body