บท 886: There really are immortal cultivators (2)

&Nbsp; Zhao Hai was mesmerized by the small tower. It was simply too beautiful. He couldn't help but reach out and touch it. To Zhao Hai's surprise, the small tower was like a child, gently swaying its body and rubbing against Zhao Hai's hand. It didn't seem like a child using its head to rub against its father's hand.

Zhao Hai couldn't help but feel even happier. He couldn't help but slowly sink his mind into the small tower. As soon as he entered the small tower, a message was sent to Zhao Hai's mind. Zhao Hai was stunned for a moment. He looked at the message and quickly realized that the message was the method to use the small tower and its abilities.