After the gate opened, our group entered the Daoist temple one after another.
Before entering, Pang Ke and Gan Yue had already opened a "flower umbrella."
Otherwise, the three seniors who had become ghosts might not have been able to pass through the mountain gate...
The Daoist temple was rather small, but it carried a sense of age.
It had likely been around for many years...
We crossed the front courtyard and passed the incense altar. Straight ahead stood the main hall.
The hall was called "Mazu Hall."
Clearly, the temple's principal deity was Lady Mazu.
The hall doors were closed, and voices occasionally drifted out from within. They were obviously holding a discussion.
The woman named Xiao Zhao spoke up.
"Uncle Feiyun, should I inform Master?"
Daoist Feiyun spoke directly.
"No need, Xiao Zhao. Move farther away."
"Farther away?"
Xiao Zhao was clearly a newly initiated disciple. The qi around her was extremely weak; she might not even have opened her spiritual spring yet.
For now, she was merely a temple attendant.
No one answered. Master stood respectfully before the hall.
He formed a hand seal and bowed three times, then spoke.
"This disciple, Gathering Fortune, may disturb Your Ladyship while handling matters shortly. But it is all for the sake of eliminating evil. Please forgive this disciple."
Since Master had bowed, I followed suit.
This was my first time entering a proper Daoist temple, not one of those fraudulent ones...
There were gods three feet above one's head. Naturally, there had to be rules.
Zhang Yuchen and Uncle Yu did the same. After they had paid their respects, Daoist Feiyun spoke.
"Brother Gathering Fortune, do you have a plan?"
Master snorted coldly.
"A plan? What plan? Me being here is the plan."
With that, Master walked toward the