Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"Master, are you on the wrong track?"

You Yinian looked at the endless sea in front of him and fell into deep thought. But he really couldn't think of anything, so he raised his head and looked at Zhou Jiangyan, trying to get an answer.

Zhou Jiangyan's eyes were calm, and he was also looking at the sea. In his eyes, the sun shimmered on the sea, and his eyes seemed to take in the entire sea and see through it at a glance.

This was not the first time that You Yinian felt that looking into Zhou Jiangyan's eyes was like looking into a bottomless black hole.

His eyes are fixed on how far into the future, and no one can be traced. Perhaps, compared to the sea, the person in front of him is deeper.

He sometimes wondered, how long did Zhou Jiangyan live? He seemed to know everything in the world. He seemed to have seen small puddles turn into the sea, the endless gray mist turned into the sky, and the broken rocks turned into the land...

Looking into Zhou Jiangyan's eyes, You Yinian seemed to see a lot of things for some reason. The growth and changes of all things, the rise and end of the times, the triumph or despair of beauties and heroes, these stories are pieced together into a pair of eyes that record history.

"We didn't go wrong. I never said which town it was."

Zhou Jiangyan's calm words interrupted You Yinian's thoughts. He said oh, nodded and moved his eyes to the sea again.

"Are you going to the other side of the sea?"

"Well, not bad. Then tell me what to do now."

"Uh, do you want to take a vehicle across the sea?"

"Then what are you doing standing around here?"

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"Master, it's done." You Yinian looked at the approximately one square meter raft in front of him and was hesitating whether to get on it.

He had wanted to build a ship, but couldn't. He had seen this raft-like thing, which seemed to be able to cross the sea. It seemed to be quite simple to make.

Zhou Jiangyan had already taken out the candied haws in his storage bag and watched You Yinian tinkering with them. He has eaten three skewers so far.

Holding the fourth bunch of new candied haws, Zhou Jiangyan bit into one and chewed it in his mouth. He looked at the ugly-looking bamboo raft and kicked it into the sea.

"Crack-!"

The waves rolled and crashed into the bamboo raft, which instantly fell apart into bamboos.

You Yinian stared blankly at the bamboo raft being shattered into pieces. He was shocked. He secretly glanced at Zhou Jiangyan who was concentrating on eating candied haws, and felt inexplicably relieved.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Jiangyan walked up to You Yinian with the candied haws on a stick. He patted You Yinian on the head, "Do you know what you did wrong?"

You Yinian nodded obediently and said, "I understand, Master, the disciple's rope is not tied properly."

Zhou Jiangyan ate another candied haws, and said, "Let's go, you know where you made the mistake, remember to change it next time."

You Yinian's eyes were confused. The bamboo raft was obviously damaged, so how could they cross the sea?

"You are at the third level, right? Your spiritual power is enough to fly with a sword. You happen to be free now. I will practice with you."

You Yinian suddenly remembered that he was a monk! He is still a third-level monk! I can already fly with my sword...

However, he became even more confused. Since he could fly with a sword, why did Master ask him to make a bamboo raft...

As if he had suddenly seen through You Yinian's thoughts, Zhou Jiangyan said casually: "As I said before, increasing one's knowledge is also a part of spiritual practice. Being in the world is not only about the world, but also about food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc."

"Okay, let's fly. There's no rush, I'm watching you."

You Yinian nodded in understanding. He released a small sword and stood up.

You Yinian has only entered the third level for a few days. Although he has been consolidating his spiritual power recently, he still cannot adapt so quickly.

Not to mention standing firm at the beginning, he even had difficulty controlling the sword. The small sword dimmed and lit up, as if it had disappeared accidentally.

But with Zhou Jiangyan watching from the side, You Yinian's spiritual power was running almost smoothly, and he could fly without shaking his legs for a while now.

"My understanding is barely adequate. I can at least fly normally. Now I just don't have enough spiritual power." Zhou Jiangyan looked at the dimmed enlightenment stone in his storage bag and curled his lips.

Forget it, let’s leave some self-esteem to the children.