Wen Yan said, "Don't be restrained. This is what her former residence looked like. In a certain sense, it is also your own home. Sit down and have a cup of tea first. You still have some hidden wounds. If you don't deal with them in time, it will inevitably affect your future."

It has some impact on my practice.”

During the conversation.

With a gentle touch of his big dry hand, a palm-sized black gold stove and teapot appeared on the empty stone table. With another touch of his finger, a stream of sweet spring water poured in.

It fell into the pot and jumped flexibly, but in a moment, white smoke came out of the pot.

"This is my treasure."

“It’s rare to find Enlightenment tea leaves that are millions of years old.”

With a flash of inspiration, he dropped a piece of crystal clear tea leaf the size of his thumb into the pot.

In an instant.

A scent that was so rich that it was almost indissoluble permeated the place. Beyond the scent, there were touches of vast Taoist rhyme that almost turned into substance, making the dog's mouth water.

"I know."

"You have a lot of doubts and confusions. I actually don't know much about them. Some of them I can tell you, but some I can't."

"The most important thing..."

Amidst the smoke.

His face was a little blurry, but there was a hint of sadness in his tone.

"I don't have much time left."

"I'm afraid that scoundrel will bring someone to our door soon."

Evil disciple?

Just as Gu Han was about to sit down, his heart trembled, "Is he the senior disciple?"

"good."

"He's not dead yet?"

"As you get older, your heart becomes softer."

The old man smiled bitterly, "I discovered his ambition back then and didn't have the heart to clean up the family, so that he later became a climate and became a serious problem for our demon clan. This is my fault."

"Where is he?"

"Far away in the horizon, yet so close."
Chapter completed!