"Hold on."
"Where is this place?"
"Do you know what happened here seven years ago?"
The elderly monk stopped in his tracks, his initially raised heart settling down slightly. He turned around, lowered his head, and respectfully replied:
"Reporting to the Immortal Master, this place lies deep within the Giant Deer Mountain Range."
Then, he thought for a moment and shook his head:
"My Ming Zen Sect is located on the periphery of the Giant Deer Mountain Range."
"Seven years ago, I did not hear of anything unusual happening in the Giant Deer Mountain Range."
"However, this place is deep within the mountains, a thousand miles away from the Ming Zen Sect. Even if there were a major event, my sect might not be able to sense it."
"Additionally, if we speak of anomalies, that would be the downfall of the Rain Spirit Immortal Monarch nine years ago. Near the Rain Spirit Dojo, within ten million miles, the rain shielded the sky."
