"I don't know why, suddenly accepting a closed-door disciple? The door is already closed, how can it be closed again? Transcendent Zhenren is truly impressive," Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but say.
"Shut up, is Transcendent Zhenren someone you can speak about so recklessly?" Qi Delong admonished.
"Is Xia Weisheng very special?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.
"Of course she's special. She was taken as a disciple by Transcendent Zhenren at the age of twelve. Do you know how against the odds her fate is?" Qi Delong said in a deep voice.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Zhang Fan's gaze became fixed, and he saw in the mountain recess not far ahead, a small temple uncovered among the grass and trees.
"It wasn't here the last time we came...."
"Brother, it must have emerged just now due to the earthquake," Qi Dongqiang said in a deep voice.
"This is..." Zhang Fan pondered, as if he had guessed something.
