The Daoist master is

In the small courtyard, all the apprentices fell silent. Li Yuan lowered his head, his face ashen.,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.。