The Daoist master is

Beer, drinks, small barbecue, air conditioning, TV, sofa, cell phone... even that master whom one misses even at the brink of death and wants to be inducted into their own sect.,Over the past month, Li Yuan had thought about this question more than once, repeatedly recalling his memories from before he crossed over.,Suppressing the tremor in his heart, Li Yuan crouched down again. He didn't attract any other gazes, but his mind couldn't help but wander.。