Hearing these words, the eyes of the villagers could not help but get slightly teary, reminding them of the stories told by the elders.
It was said that Qingfeng Daoist Temple used to be quite lively in the past.
During the Period of the Republic of China, the Daoists within the temple numbered several dozen, each possessing skills that benefitted the region.
At the time, even the incense was flourishing.
But as the cherry blossoms drifted far away, the Divine Land sunk.
Under the ravages of war, people lost their homes, struggling to make a living.
The Observatory Master of Qingfeng Temple, dedicated to the mission of saving the world, decisively led the Daoists down the mountain, leaving only the eight-year-old Master Qingxu behind.
Master Qingxu was determined to guard the gate, waiting for his master and brothers to return from saving the world.
Little did he know, this wait would last a lifetime.
