"Yeah?"

The monk nodded and brewed for a moment. The next moment, her body surged with momentum, her eyes narrowed, and her fingers stroked, saying:

"come over!"

This scolding made Lao Jiang take a step forward with a silly sound, looking at Shi Yan's lazy expression mixed with shrewdness on her face, and gave her a thumbs up and said:

"Yes, that's right."

"I want to be nice to you, but you have to do this, so there is no need to install the original practice."

Shi Yan snorted, plucked her hair, and flashed her body, and used spiritual energy as a weaving, evoking the cloud hammock on the lake, stretched herself, and lay comfortably on it.

While shaking, it brings ripples on the lake.

She yawned and said carelessly:

"Oh, when I came back from searching for the ancestors in Xihai, my cultivator is about to make a breakthrough in seclusion. I am afraid that I will be stuck in the mountains for many years and will not go out. So I say hello to you in advance, don't be able to find my sister at that time, and I feel empty and cause trouble again."

"Um?"

Lao Jiang said in amazement:

"Didn't it mean that before breaking through the realm of seeking Tao, you need to find the heart of Tao in order to move forward and go straight into the sea of ​​suffering? Master, can you find the heart of Tao?"

"I found it."

Shi Yan overturned the Yunsha gondola, supported her head with her left hand, and put on a chic posture, allowing her long skirt to float around with Yunsha. As the veil floated, she laughed and said:

"What a genius in this cultivation, just a Taoist heart, you can naturally find it if you want to find it. You got the Red Moon Demon's thought of making a spiritual weapon embryo, burned the ashes crystal, and took great magical powers in your body.

Everything is ready, just move forward, enter the way, and seek immortality."

Hearing this, Lao Jiang was shocked.

He glanced at Shi Yan and said:

"Master, is your heart of Taoism... no?"

"Hmph, don't guess randomly, it's not your stinky brother."

Shi Yan closed her eyes and waved her hand to retrieve a game console. She pressed her hands and said without looking back:

"You don't need to worry about this matter. Since the master of the sect has given you important things, you must do your best.

Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will provide you with a guarantee.

In addition, after a few days, I will go to the southern wasteland. Zhenshan will have to form a team to play games. Without the master's training, they are not in the same group. They really cannot do without the master's training everywhere. That stupid man is too inferior to the mountain."

"Master, you are still sick."

Lao Jiang moved his body and said:

"The Master Sanbao specially reminded you that you have just passed the great disaster and your mood is still unstable, and you need to take care of yourself. If you go out with illness and are in poor condition, it will not be good for the Grandma Zhenshan."

"What do you know? This is called physically disabled and strong will."

Shi Yan stared at the game console screen in front of her and said without looking back:

"Although my original practice is not in good condition, my "Zhuque Lingshan Team" has five people to advance and five people to retreat. I can't cheat my teammates because of my original practice.

Besides, the four of them are powerful together, and the original cultivator cannot defeat them, so they have to go even if they don’t.

Also, what is your name?

You are so irrelevant, be careful I will beat you up!"

The big confused voice stopped, and with a hint of smile, she yawned and said:
Chapter completed!