As Su Li's voice fell, there was another thunder in the sky above the plain.

After the thunder, it rained heavily.

Su Li secretly thought, "Oh no!"

Sure enough, I still didn’t have time?

Forget it, use fireball to dry your clothes when you get back.

But why is this rain a little strange?

Why does it feel like every drop of rain is mixed with Taoist rhyme?

Listening to Su Li's answer, Wangdie Liu frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking.

After a long time, Wangdie raised her head and said, "Wangdie has a question. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Su can answer it."

"Girl, please tell me."

Although Su Li was not sure he could answer the other party's question.

But it’s impossible for me to say, “Don’t ask, I won’t know even if you ask,” right?

"Excuse me, Fellow Daoist Su"

In Wangdie's eyes, there is a desire for truth and a desire for knowledge.

“In the heart of fellow Taoist Su, what is ‘Tao’?”

"What is Tao?"

Su Li put his hands behind his back, facing the plain, with his back straight and his eyes closed.

Everyone was waiting for Su Li's answer.

They felt that Su Li was feeling the rain of Tao Yun and thinking about the answer.

But in fact, Su Li was frantically searching in his mind for explanations of Taoism from his previous life.

What is Tao?

Got it!

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, Su Li opened his eyes and spoke slowly:

"Road to Road, very Avenue."

"boom!!!"

Su Li's voice fell.

Thunder rang out and lightning streaked across the sky.

Above the clouds, a long dragon of Tao Yun transformed into Tao Yun swayed in the sky and roared.

In the Holy Land of Fuchen, which is thousands of miles away from Fuchen Island.

All the old men opened their eyes, and tens of thousands of disciples kept running down a mountain.

On that mountain, there is a big bell that has been silent for thousands of years, ringing without ringing.
Chapter completed!