The couplet on the door had a certain charm, and Chen Shi couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
"Heaven's form and Earth's images are all reflections of myself, better to seek self than gods or devils. How long must one struggle in the mortal world before reaching this state? To reach this step, is that not transcendence?"
He ascended the steps and walked into the strange ancient temple.
The ancient temple itself seemed to have a sandy quality, appearing not quite real, as if it could crumble at the slightest touch.
A faint scent of incense fire qi lingered in the temple. He looked around to find that two pillars supported the main beam within the temple, with no decorative patterns on them. The floor was laid with ordinary blue bricks, and the walls on both sides were bricked and plastered with white ash, devoid of murals.
He reached out to touch the wall, and astonishingly, his hand could pass right through it.
The columns and floor were the same.
