He finally knew why he felt a sense of familiarity when looking at the bead. The energy within the bead was his cultivation from his past life, all his divine meridian realm skills integrated into it.,Father, like a tiger, Xiao Dingtian, and that Yangliu Riverbank, standing in the wind with tears streaming down his face, crying to himself, wanting to spend a normal life with the girl who wanted to live an ordinary life.,He is only fifteen years old now, just reaching the threshold of basic cultivation.。