When I first entered the school, Master told me: Xiaoli Mountain is where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers. The sect's environment is naturally picturesque. All the brothers are highly skilled in martial arts and possess unique skills. There are no elders to strictly discipline them. They can practice freely and follow their heart. They have three years to practice and five years to build the foundation.
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The second senior brother laughed while chewing the melon: Isn't it a natural painting? Our sect's gate is very beautiful, and the caves inside were all dug out by the brothers themselves. It has a pure prehistoric savage flavor.
The eighth brother stopped wielding the hoe and wiped his sweat: the discipline was indeed not strict - because no one was in charge. Apart from a dozen of us senior brothers, there are no other people in this sect.
I was silent, and the sweet melon water flowed down my fingers to my arms. Brother Eleven passed by and took a lick, then squatted down skillfully, received my slap, and left with satisfaction.
Me: Is it too urgent for me to quit the sect now?
Senior Brother Six turned silently on the recliner: Junior Brother, do you want to start the dark room route for all members?
I bowed my head and ate the melon: pretend I didn't say it
Demining:
1. Open ending, eat whichever pair you like, I'm personally allin
2. I just like to write exciting things
3. The entire article focuses on daily life, has no logic, and the writing is extremely poor.
Intention: Heaven follows Tao, Tao follows nature