Xu Zimei looked at Cai Yue and eventually entered.
The group made an impressive sight, yet due to the seclusion of the Taoist Temple, they hadn't encountered a single person along the way.
"Including Master, our Taoist Temple has a total of eleven people," the young boy explained.
"I have nine senior brothers. Since I can remember, I've lived here without ever having descended the mountain."
Xu Zimei nodded; along the way, he noticed that the temple planted many crops and various vegetables.
It really was just like the world of mortals.
The young boy led them to a very old courtyard that was sealed off.
There were many cobwebs at the entrance, clearly indicating that it had been a long time since anyone had been there.
There hung a crooked sign with the blurry characters for "Distant Pavilion" written on it.
"'To have friends come from afar, how delightful,'" Xu Zimei murmured.
