Even though his ascetic life was simple, over the years he had accumulated quite a bit of stuff. Everyday necessities were one thing, but the small items needed for his practice, he couldn't take with him. He also left behind some notes on his practices.,His gaze swept over those few people, saying nothing. He slung his pack over his shoulder and, amidst the complex gazes of his fellow disciples, strode down the mountain.,In Zhao Fuyun's understanding, Xu YaJun was a self-assured and arrogant person. If someone else performed, she would never be content to play second fiddle.。