Yinluo Mountain.
This place is the old site of the ancient Talisman Immortal Sect, once filled with grand buildings shining in gold, but now, it is nothing but a pile of broken walls and ruins. Everywhere you look, it is desolate.
It was also because the remnants of an ancient talisman array still lingered here that no birds or beasts dared to approach it. So, the whole mountain peak seemed desolate and gloomy, like a land of death.
This was the desolation Chu Liang saw when he landed.
Following the directions given by the Law-enforcement Elder, he walked to the center of the mountain peak where a hall teetered on the verge of collapse. There he saw several figures.
"Warrior Chu!" A bald figure waved and greeted immediately.
"You're here too?" Chu Liang replied with a smile.
This man was bald, his skin smooth and his appearance graceful. He was Monk Pu Shan from Yunque Temple, the young monk who cultivated in silence.
