Immortal ways, wind and moon... Immortal Wind and Daoist Moon!
For some inexplicable reason, Lü Bufan felt a pent-up frustration as he followed Sword Slave toward the towering temple buildings above the stone steps.
Pine branches and sandalwood burned inside an enormous, ancient bronze incense burner, their refreshing fragrance drifting in curls of smoke.
The two had barely come to a halt when a young person approached them, dressed in the crane-feather cloak an Immortal Master wore at leisure.
On closer inspection, this was actually a Second Realm Cultivator.
On even closer inspection, damn it... this was actually a female Cultivator dressed as a man!
The female Cultivator bent gracefully in greeting and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Two Immortal Masters honor us with your presence. Please forgive me for failing to welcome you from afar."
Sword Slave looked at her and said softly, "Our travels have brought us here in search of a carefree heart. Fairy, sorry for the trouble, but please oblige us."
The female Cultivator smiled faintly. "Please follow me."
Winding their way upward, the three entered the quiet main hall, only to find no statue of the Buddha worshipped by the Buddhist Sect. Instead, a fairy carved from white jade stood in the center.
The fairy was carved with lifelike beauty, untouched by earthly dust, and held a jadeite flowering branch.
The female Cultivator bowed her head before the statue, then led the two into a tea room in the rear hall to sit for a while.
"Immortal Wind and Daoist Moon asks neither your identity nor where you came from, nor where you will return... only what knots bind our honored guests' hearts! Amid the mortal world's wind and moon and the heart demons of worldly dust, what knots do you two wish to