"Sob sob, Master, please don't drive me down the mountain. I can't bear to leave you. Please, please!",Remembering the past, Li Yuanming shook his head with a heavy heart. His gaze fell on his younger brother's hand holding a bowl with a crack in it. There were only a few grains of rice in the rice porridge inside. This made him even more determined. He suppressed the urge to hold his little disciple in his arms and comfort him, putting on a stern face and saying: "No, you are already grown up, it's time to go down the mountain.",The younger brother laughed beside him and said, "That's right. You were planning to give this to Zuo Zuo anyway. Besides, you're not as good at alchemy or fortune-telling as Zuo Zuo. Keeping it here won't do any good. It's better to use it properly."。