Within the True Martial Holy Sect, white cranes cried in unison, auspicious clouds descended from the heavens, and spiritual springs surged forth like seas, spraying into the sky.,Basically, almost everyone in the entire Yuan Cang Continent starts their cultivation journey at the age of fifteen.,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.。