Li Yundong couldn't help looking at Ziyuan with a shocked face. He couldn't imagine how Ziyuan, a woman with a dusty temperament like a fairy, completed this ascetic practice.

Ziyuan said: "The Buddhist children of Lamaism have to walk one or two thousand kilometers every year to make a pilgrimage. They are much harder than us, but there are still countless devout believers going to the snow mountain every year. Ordinary people like them can stand it. Can't you stand it as a descendant of the golden elixir? If you can't stand it, how can you stand it when it was robbed that day?"

"Heaven will bring great responsibility to such a person. First, if his mind and will, work his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, lack his body, and brush his actions, so he is patient and has benefited what he can't." Ziyuan said word by word in an unprecedented solemn tone "You must not think that you regard cultivation as the simplest thing in the world when you step up to the sky. On the contrary, if you have not experienced real sharpening and encounter a strong hand in the future, even if you have more mana than others, you will be easily destroyed and defeated in mind, because you have not experienced real sharpening!"

Li Yundong was suddenly in awe. He nodded and finally treated this practice as the most difficult and difficult thing in his life.

He sat down and thought carefully, then suddenly stood up, went to the room and found a pair of scissors, then cut some of his clothes, and then wrapped the cut cloth around the Qibao psychic fan.

Ziyuan looked at his action and nodded secretly. His face showed a look of appreciation: "by the way, this seven treasure channeling fan must not be seen by others. Otherwise, if other practitioners see it, they may want to see Bao's heart and win the treasure."

Li Yundong wrapped all the seven treasure psychic fans, then made a strap with thick and long cloth strips, and then carried it behind him. He walked around the living room, tried to run, and jumped a few times. Then he took off the seven treasure psychic fan and readjusted the length of the strap. He felt that he could be fixed obliquely on his back. Only then was he satisfied Nod.

Ziyuan watched Li Yundong walk to the door, squat down and start wearing shoes. She asked, "you don't want to start now?"

Li Yundong didn't look back. There was a rare firmness in his voice: "as you said, there's not much time left for me. If I delay one more second, I'll waste one more second. Anyway, I've had dinner today, so I'd better start now!"

While talking, Li Yundong had put on his shoes. He stood up, stamped his feet, and then looked at Ziyuan: "do I have anything else to pay attention to?"

Ziyuan thought for a moment and said, "don't mind your own business on the road, especially after entering Tibet. Try not to contact the local people and dispute with others. Everything is based on practice and building the foundation. When you finish building the foundation, I will find you."

Li Yundong nodded. He carried his clothes back with the Qibao psychic fan. When he was about to go out, he looked back at the asters and nodded: "well... Thank you very much."