C334 Ye Chengtian

Time seemed to flow slowly. Suddenly, a "pa" sound echoed in the quiet temple. Ye Chengtian, who was staring blankly at the blue sky and white clouds, frowned slightly when this voice sounded.

As the wind blew, the leaves danced like fairies in the wind. They gradually fell, landing on the green stones. At this time, under the big tree and on the bluestone