After going down the

The Taoist temple stood tall and majestic, but the paths on either side were covered in withered yellow leaves. There was an eerie silence all around, yet suddenly a baby's cry, plaintive and piercing, echoed from within.,Looking at his young apprentice's tearful eyes, Li Yuanming felt a pang of reluctance. In the end, he patted her shoulder and said, "Go down the mountain. Remember to find your Master Mingtong, he will take care of you.",If it weren't for the fact that the Taoist temple was really struggling to stay afloat, he wouldn't have been willing to let his younger apprentice leave.。