"Xu Yang, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Zhiyuan noticed Xu Yang's unusual behavior and asked.
Xu Yang shook his head and said, "Grandpa, I'm fine..."
That was not a lie.
There was nothing wrong with Xu Yang's body, but the moment he stepped onto Mount Tai, a strange emotion inexplicably flashed in his heart. He couldn't describe this feeling, and even he was at a loss for words.
Was it a sense of peace?
Feeling tranquil?
Even more strangely, there was an inexplicable familiarity.
However, Xu Yang had never been to Mount Tai before.
He was sure of this.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Yang calmed down and put that emotion aside. Taking a careful look at the Dao Palace in front of him, he asked doubtfully, "Grandpa, I checked online before coming here, and Dai Temple is the largest architectural complex on Mount Tai, with a long history dating back to the Han Dynasty. It's the place where emperors held their worship ceremonies for Mount Tai's deity..."
