C922 Red-robed Master

Spear Demon Ouyang Lun's words could be said to give rise to endless reverie.

Everything was but a process of change. There was no eternal existence in this world, even time and space were changing.

A thousand sails on the side of the sunken boat passed by, and a thousand trees appeared before the sick tree.

"Alright, then I'll be counting on your blessings