Xuanqing stood up, flicked his duster, and a lucky cloud appeared in front of them. He had already displayed the divine power of cloud-rising in the air.
"Come on!"
"Oh~"
Huai Qingyun nodded, leaped up, and flew onto the lucky cloud.
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Hekou Town.
A small town not too big nor small, located near the source of Qingping River on the border of Liucheng County.
In the suburban area of the small town, a newly-built Taoist temple named Hekou View, covering an area of 400 square meters, was built.
There were two Taoists, old and young, in the Taoist temple. The old one was eighty years old with white hair, while the young one was only fourteen or fifteen.
"Jingyang, come, you wipe the outside of the main hall, remember to wipe every place!" The elder Daoist smiled kindly and commanded the little Taoist.
"Master, didn't we just clean it yesterday? Do we have to clean it again today?"
The little Taoist's eyes widened, his face a disbelieving expression.
