Nine Dragon Mountain

The Taoist temple stood majestically, but both sides of the path were covered in withered yellow leaves. Silence prevailed all around, yet suddenly a milky cry echoed from within.,Inside the main hall, Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, using both hands and feet to tightly grasp Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was smooth, but she wore a tattered Daoist robe, washed white, with patches everywhere, looking just like a little beggar.,"Good disciple, since you are so eager, Master will now entrust the important task of restoring the Daoist temple to you. Come on, Master believes in you!"。