This otherworldly place is not ethereal but real and vivid. The mountains are not majestic and tall, but very much like the quiet mountains seen in the world.
Wang Xuan changed the appearance of the demon king Kong Xuan, and his spirit's temperament naturally changed, but his wildness remained the same. Sun Wukong was also a rebellious person, but he was much calmer in this place.
He didn't come here to fight, on the contrary, he wanted to be as peaceful as possible. All he wanted now was the identity of Sun Wukong.
At this time, his black hair was naturally loose, he looked heroic, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes were sparkling.
He was dressed in white, looking much more gentle, with a somewhat otherworldly aura, and without the sharpness that Sun Wukong should have. He had a tall and upright figure.
He was not carrying the black iron rod. After a slight adjustment, his brows became more peaceful, less aggressive and competitive, and more like a banished immortal.
The mountain road is not wide, and is covered with thorns, making it look a little desolate. Wild flowers emit a faint fragrance, and the hazelnuts are not yet ripe, but have already attracted birds to peck at them, chirping.
Wang Xuan did not see any sacred trees or fairy buds. The plants and trees were all very ordinary. There were wild jujube trees on the side of the road, and even a lot of wormwood.
If this happened in the wild in the real world, this would be normal, but this place is secluded from the rest of the world and is suspected to be a true holy place, where returning to nature is too much of a simplistic approach.
He began to doubt the judgment of the mobile phone wonder.
To show respect, he did not fly, but walked along the mountain road. Finally, he came to the deeper part of the mountains and saw some different weather conditions from afar.
It was a mountain with a little chaotic mist, still not high, and some parts were even shorter, but it was obviously different, with a flowing Taoist rhythm.
This is indeed a Taoist temple. It is very large and covers a vast area. It is located deep in the mountains. The height of the mountain is similar to the surrounding areas, but the atmosphere is completely different.
It can even be said that deep in the mountains, this place seems out of place and does not fit into the larger environment.
"It's a Taoist temple. The mountain is not high, similar to the surrounding ones, but it is very mysterious, as if it was moved from somewhere else and hidden here." This is Wang Xuan's judgment.
He asked the mobile phone wonder, is it okay to just walk over like this? This Taoist sect seemed to be deliberately avoiding the world.
“It’s not completely hidden. Since it can be discovered and seen, it’s only semi-hidden at most.” said Mobile Phone Qiwu.
It completely concealed its aura and became more and more ordinary, hiding in the bracelet made from the battleship. It was somewhat fearful, fearing that some sinister old man was setting up a trap.
Now, it speaks directly into Wang Xuan's heart.
Such a large temple is relatively quiet.
In Wang Xuan's understanding, the True Saint Dojo is located high above the world, with countless disciples, masters like clouds, and strong men like forests. It must be extremely prosperous, but this place is a little deserted.
However, if you look closely, there are actually quite a few extraordinary people in the mountains, but it lacks the grand scene and strong aura.
According to the few legends in the world today, this kind of place often has strange phenomena that reach heaven and earth, such as chaotic thunder lingering in the sky, covering the Taoist temple, birds of order flying across the sky, patrolling the mountain gate, etc.
“There aren’t actually that few people here, but it feels a bit desolate, as if it’s been deserted for a long time.”
In such a place, Wang Xuan naturally couldn't speak, but communicated with the mobile phone in his mind.
"You mean to say that this place is a bit run-down, not grand enough, not like the supreme place in its heyday, right?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Wang Xuan nodded.
Someone had already discovered him at the mountain gate.
Although they were still far away and he was using his spiritual eye to observe carefully, this place was unfathomable and anyone who peeped or approached would be noticed.
Someone came out, stood outside the mountain gate, and stared at him from afar.
"This is...!" Finally, the mobile phone wonder became aware of something and was quite surprised. It knew why it had a sense of familiarity and it recognized where this was.
"Who is coming?" someone asked in front of the mountain gate, and walked out slowly, bringing with it a wisp of chaotic mist in the Taoist temple. It was indeed different from the outside.
Wang Xuan shrunk the ground to an inch, got a little closer, clasped his fists and said, "I am the descendant of the Flower-Fruit Mountain, Sun Wukong. I have come to visit you and pay my respects to you."
The young man frowned, because he was unfamiliar with Huaguo Mountain. After thinking about it, he couldn't remember which Taoist temple this was.
Wang Xuan had to explain himself: "In Huaguo Mountain, a new saint was born in this era, and the secluded Taoist temple may not have been heard of yet."
All I can say is that Huaguo Mountain is not famous enough. At least the people in this Taoist temple seem to have never heard of it.
"I've heard a lot about you!" The young man nodded against his conscience.
Soon, he calmly informed them that Chongxiao Palace was recuperating, avoiding the world, not being involved in the mundane world, in a semi-hidden state, and not receiving visitors.
"Hiss!" Even though the mobile phone was usually as steady as an old dog, it was now restraining itself, but it still secretly inhaled a breath of extraordinary factors.
"Sure enough, it's this place. It's still there!" It sighed, as if it was trapped in long-lost memories, with some emotional waves.
"Riddler, tell me quickly, what's going on?" Wang Xuan asked in his mind. Only by knowing where the place is can he respond and communicate better.
Even as an outsider, he felt that something was wrong with this place. It didn't look like a normal holy place and it must have a complicated past and stories.
"Chongxiao Palace was destroyed a long time ago." said the mobile phone wonder.
Just this one sentence made Wang Xuan stunned. This is a relic, not the place where the true saint lives?
“No wonder it’s so quiet and deserted. The name Chongxiao Palace seems a bit aloof and cold.” Wang Xuan said in his heart.
Mobile Qiwu said: "You have not seen the grand occasion in the past. In the era when Chongxiao Palace ruled the extraordinary universe, all races came to pay homage. The momentum was too grand. Although it was clearly in the secular world, its popularity still broke through the sky."
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