Dark clouds cleared in mid-air, disclosing a bright moon. The Lanruo Temple and everything nearby was enveloped in beautiful moonlight.
Yan Chixia followed after the sound and ran out from the temple. He saw an old monk with a benignant look climbing up from the bottom of the mountain. His eyes were shut tight.
"Monk Master!" he exclaimed.
Monk felt a strong heartbeat when he heard the voice. He opened his eyes, which beamed with golden lights that could reflect everything and looked at the center of the forest.
There stood an elegant man in a black robe with a pretty side face. He seemed to have experienced a lot of things. And now he stood with his hands folded on his back with his deep eyes looking far away as if he was pondering on some very difficult questions about Heaven and Earth.
Where was Da Dao? What lie behind the starry sky?
