Sanriku
A funny-looking, obese old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes from the kang couch and stretched his waist.
With a yawn, there were bursts of cheers from the huge island on the boundless sea, because the last time the ancestor got up to teach and teach the Dao Fa, it was a thousand years ago.
After waking up, the Taoist scratched his chest hair indiscriminately, wiped his mouth after pouring some wine on his side, grinned, and flicked his thumb and index finger together after flicking three fingers in the void, the big urn more than ten miles away...... It made the entire Asgard palace buzz.
The sound of the urn was like a bell, and the disciples of the Immortal Palace on the island put down their homework and rushed to the main hall of the Immortal Palace.
After that, the ancestor taught the Tao, chatting about the heavens and the earth, which lasted for more than a month, and afterwards the ancestor fell asleep again, and the life of the fairy palace returned to calm again, except for the three stones floating in the Weng gently swayed, bringing out bursts of ripples.
One day, three Immortal Palace disciples secretly pushed open the door locked with the immortal urn behind the teacher's back, and the boy was eager to try.
And the ancestor in the far distance seemed to be whispering in a dream: "It's okay, it's okay, but it's okay to go." For thousands of years, one person has not been able to get out, and you have entered the game, or there is a great atmosphere that has not been seen for thousands of years? [Expand] [Collapse]
