Wang Clan Master and Disciple

Wang Clan Master and disciple. Third Year of Taiji.

Chengdu.

"Have you heard? There's a female immortal on Crane Call Mountain. She's reopened the Tai Ping daoist temple there, and it seems pretty miraculous. Are you going to pay your respects?"

"Crane Call Mountain?"

"Isn't that a little far? I'd rather go worship True Lord Second Young Master in Guan County!"

"...Sigh! True enough."

People chatted like this in the teahouse.

The speaker had no intention behind his words, but the listener took them to heart. A young daoist-looking fellow overheard their conversation, curiously asked around for a few details, then quickened his pace home. He lived at Supreme Truth Temple in Chengdu and returned there before long.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Disciple heard something today!"

The young daoist ran into the temple, shouting loudly within.

An old daoist was inside. He raised his head and glanced at the young daoist, his expression helpless. "Taixiao, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Master!"

Wang Taixiao stopped and bowed to the old daoist.

The old daoist was named Wang Xuanlan.

He was a renowned daoist priest throughout Shu.

His Daoist Magic was so profound that, even in debates with Yizhou's eminent monks, he could always come out on top. He faintly possessed the same bearing Xuanzang had once shown when he alone debated Chang'an's assembled monks.

"What has you so flustered?"

Wang Xuanlan asked.

Wang Taixiao replied, "Master, do you still remember Crane Call Mountain?"

"Crane Call Mountain..."

At the mention of Crane Call Mountain, Wang Xuanlan's gaze shifted slightly. After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Of course I remember! It is also one of the birthplaces of our Daoist sect!"

"Unfortunately..."

"It had already declined by the end of Zhenguan!"

Wang Xuanlan let out a sigh, then looked again at Wang