Upon hearing this answer, Master Yanwei slightly tugged at the corner of his lips.
What kind of talk is this?
What do you mean by daily cultivation being simple... Plowing fields, sowing seeds, feeding cattle and sheep, is this cultivation?
"As expected of Senior Brother."
Master Yanwei gently sighed, "Senior Brother's current realm is beyond my understanding. However... Master is Master, Senior Brother's visit to the back mountain, it's best to be cautious in words and deeds."
After speaking, he took a step back, and his figure dissipated into the mist.
Master Xuanzhi silently watched Master Yanwei's disappearing figure.
Master... is indeed Master...
He lowered his eyelids, mocking himself with a smile.
...
...
"You've come."
The thick fog of the back mountain was blown away by the wind, the mountains spread apart, and at the junction of heaven and earth, a black-robed figure could be vaguely seen sitting in the crevice of the steep cliff.
