Just as Xie Xuanyi was about to turn around.
A leaf, carried by the wind, floated down and landed on his shoulder with a soft tap.
It enlightened his spirit.
Xie Xuanyi's movement froze, then he slowly turned back.
This brief "murmuring" had delayed quite a bit of time, and the sky outside had already darkened.
The sunlight filtering through the crevices in the rocks was already very dim.
However.
An empty prayer mat, at some unknown time, revealed the broad tall figure clad in a Lotus Robe.
"Master..."
"Master!"
Seeing that figure, Xie Xuanyi was initially stunned for a moment, then his eyes burst with immense delight!
There are many farewells in this world that happen silently.
He was very worried.
That he and his Master might never have the chance to meet again.
"Xuanyi."
Zhao Chunyang smiled, responding with a rich sound.
