"Because... when the clouds follow the dragon and the winds follow the tiger, and the dragon and tiger fight, I took my leave. Young Taoist, continue to cultivate diligently."
Yibai smiled and stood up from the stool, looking towards the entrance of the Taoist Temple, where the yellow-crowned Taoist had emerged.
He stood and went forth to greet him.
The yellow-crowned Taoist walked out, facing Yibai, and bowed.
"Real One, are you... are you perhaps the Monk Xuanyang who, without a word of farewell, left decades ago?"
Asked the yellow-crowned Taoist.
"Indeed, I am!"
Yibai knew that Monk Xuanyang himself was just so.
"So it is truly you who have returned! The Real One is invited! The master of the temple is waiting for you in the room."
The yellow-crowned Taoist gestured to invite Yibai into the Taoist Temple.
Without hesitation, Yibai followed the yellow-crowned Taoist into the temple.
...
The yellow-crowned Taoist led Yibai to a Daoist chamber.
"Real One, please enter!"
