The merging of memories told him that he was fifteen years old this year. He had joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago, but his talent was too low to become a Qingyun disciple.,The internal heat flow is still churning non-stop, warming the whole body and feeling incredibly comfortable.,Lin Yun muttered to himself, and suddenly, he remembered something. His face changed drastically, and he hurried back into the wooden house, searching everywhere.。