Chunyuan Temple is a newly built Taoist temple this year.
According to the locals, they had never seen a temple built so quickly.
Chunyuan Temple started construction in early spring, but by the ti spring was halfway through, the whole temple was completed.
You might think it's just a small temple, but it's actually quite large.
The six palaces are built against the mountain, with pavilions and towers arranged in a picturesque manner, red walls and glazed tiles, making it even grander than the Emperor's palace for a ti.
So even suspect that this is another palace of the Emperor, just under the guise of a Taoist temple, especially since it's not far from the Great Ming Lake, where the Emperor is often delighted to visit, and so people recognized quite a few of the craftsn.
These craftsn are renowned far and wide for their skillful hands, probably more than the Emperor could gather when building the palace at one go.
It could only be said that the owner of this new temple must have a very significant background.
This is also why Chunyuan Temple, even though a new one, has already gained quite a bit of fa.
Duan Yun was now on his way to this Chunyuan Temple.
From afar, he had already seen this grand temple, seemingly integrated with the mountain, with its red walls and green tiles not appearing out of place, blending harmoniously.
From the mont he entered through the mountain gate, Duan Yun could feel the profound workmanship of this temple.
Although it was new, every tree and tile was constructed with great taste.
This at least demonstrated that the designer's aesthetics were not low.
Even though it was morning, this new temple was bustling with the scent of incense.
Walking in the temple, Duan Yun slled a strong aroma.
This aroma wasn't of burning incense, but rather the sll of food.
As Duan Yun turned a corner, a street appeared before him.
The sides of the street were lined with stalls selling food, with everything from barbecue, hotpot, beef, and tofu pudding.
If it weren't for the pine trees still standing there, Duan Yun would have thought he'd stumbled upon a food street.
No wonder this place was bustling with visitors; seeing the guests happily munching with oily smiles, it was evident they were here for the food.
Duan Yun's stomach began to feel a bit hungry too.
Walking along, he found himself holding a bowl of sweet tofu pudding and ten large skewers.
It had to be said that the goods sold here were really cheap, so cheap that Duan Yun concluded the prices must be at a loss.
This was also the reason why there were so many people here.
Could the owner here be a Great Kind Man?
After finishing the skewers, Duan Yun felt warm all over, very comfortable.
After all, people need to eat.
Then, he ascended the stairs, heading towards the cloud platform.
Even though it was his first ti at Chunyuan Temple, Duan Yun sohow knew where the cloud platform was.
The cloud platform is the highest point in this whole temple.
It is composed of two natural rocks, hanging over the cliff, from a distance resembling a giant auspicious cloud, very eye-catching.
In front of the cloud platform is a green stone platform, which should be the farthest place visitors can reach.
There's a deep and wide chasm between it and the cloud platform, and even skilled Qinggong artists would likely need grappling hooks to get across.
As Duan Yun approached the edge of the chasm, four people suddenly leaped out of the pine trees.
The four were dressed in black and looked nearly identical.
Yes, even their hairstyles were the sa, each sporting a small curl on their forehead, as if they were carved from the sa mold.
"You cannot pass here."
The four said in unison.
Even their voices were identical.
Duan Yun looked at them and said, "I'm here to find soone."
"You can't search."
In an instant, the four bared their teeth and claws, their expressions becoming extrely fierce, resembling four angry huskies to Duan Yun.
"Stand down, even Thirteen Lady couldn't stop him, neither can you."
At this mont, a voice drifted over from the cloud platform, soft yet clearly reaching the ears.
Upon hearing this, Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.
Not just because the voice carried the deanor of a top Grandmaster but also because it was likely the voice of Shen Ying's father.
Shen Ying's father was his future father-in-law.
Being nervous at the first eting with one's future father-in-law is natural.
It must be said that the ethereal and elegant voice alone could spark endless imagination, as if the one sitting beyond the cloud platform wasn't a mortal, but an Immortal clad in white.
The four looked dissatisfied, baring teeth, but eventually, they stepped aside.
Without much pause, Duan Yun leapt lightly, gracefully gliding toward the cloud platform.
The cloud platform was like an auspicious cloud, amidst the swirling mist, akin to an Immortal Realm.
As Duan Yun landed on the cloud platform, he saw that the expansive cloud platform only held a solitary small courtyard.
A very simple courtyard, surrounded by a bamboo fence, gourds growing inside, the house was a humble tile-roofed house, there was even a slightly tattered thatched hut.
It was a simple farmhouse courtyard, common in many places, the temple's restrooms on the opposite side were more deluxe by comparison.
But it was precisely this simplicity on the highest and most elegant cloud platform that made it stand out particularly.
In that mont, Duan Yun's curiosity about the owner's style inside grew stronger.
He couldn't resist taking a deep breath and knocked on the simple wooden door of the courtyard, saying, "Sorry to disturb."
"Co in."
The ethereal voice sounded again, giving this farmhouse courtyard a touch of celestial aura.
Duan Yun entered the courtyard, heading straight for the room where the voice ca from.
The door opened, revealing another world.
This change was primarily due to the temperature.
Outside it was a bitter winter, but in here it was spring, no, it could be said to be sumr.
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