A month ago, when he first arrived, Li Yuan almost had his head cracked open by that rice spoon...,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.,That book, he had read several times, but was not very interested in it. He didn't care much for the "receiving an official mandate and becoming immortal" that his master had always been preoccupied with.。