When a young deer fords the stream, birds fly through the forest.,As he spoke, the robed cultivators who accompanied him began to form seals. Their movements were astonishingly synchronized, as if they had been carved from the same mold.,Gongyang Bai merely caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and he had the illusion that his eyes were being slashed! He didn't have time to investigate, because in the instant he saw it, the cold light darted to the front of Zuo Guanglie, circling him once!。