"Little Martial Uncle..."
Tang Xiaotang blinked. "Over the years, there must have been eight hundred, if not a thousand, reports concerning the Celestial Master Seal..."
Yuan Mobai smiled. "The sooner the Celestial Master Seal returns to the Dragon Tiger Mountain Ancestral Home, the better. A little running about is nothing."
Tang Xiaotang muttered softly, "Since it's so precious, back then they should have..."
Even as thick-skinned as she was, she stopped herself there.
Lei Jun, meanwhile, supplied the rest of her sentence in his mind:
...then they shouldn't have lost it in the first place.
"The Celestial Master Seal was lost because..." Lei Jun asked tentatively.
Tang Xiaotang, beside him, answered, "I heard it was lost during an earlier internal upheaval within This Sect, but I don't know the details either."
She had not yet entered the sect at that time.
Tang Xiaotang also looked curiously toward Yuan Mobai.
After a slight pause, Yuan Mobai nodded. "You are all gradually beginning to leave the mountain and travel now. It is good for you to know about it, so you can keep an eye out for related news in the future."
He sighed with some emotion. "This Sect has a long history and profound heritage, but it has also endured many twists and turns."
Among the Three Great Taoist Holy Lands, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master Mansion had the longest history. It was founded earlier than both Pure Yang Palace and Shu Mountain, even rivaling several great aristocratic clans with lineages stretching back ten thousand years.
Among the Four Sacred Lands of Buddhism, only Bodhi Temple, the most ancient of them all, could compare. The other three, judging by when they were founded, were mere juniors before the Celestial Master Mansion.
Having flourished without decline for ten thousand years, the