Tianshi Mansion Is Not on the Mountain

Because Hero City is located to the west of Mount Longhu.

And Sanqing Ancient Town is at the foot of the mountain on the east side.

Lin Mo naturally didn't need to pass through Sanqing Ancient Town; he went directly up the mountain from the west.

A tour guide?

Let's wait until the guide finds me, or I'll look for the guide after I go down the mountain to ask where the good food is.

Fine drizzle fell from the sky, but Lin Mo couldn't even be bothered to hold an umbrella. He let the rainwater slide off an invisible barrier three inches away from his body.

With a thought, he spread out his divine sense.

Just how strong was the power of the Golden Core stage?

Before this, Lin Mo himself only had a vague concept.

But at this moment, as the Divine Refinement of the Great Void circulated, his majestic divine sense instantly spread out in all directions with him at the center.

Within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, mountains, rivers, towns, birds, beasts, and even the trajectories of raindrops sliding across leaves—everything was reflected with incomparable clarity in his mind.

This was the world of a Golden Core cultivator.

Lin Mo tapped his toes lightly, and his figure rose from the ground, silently hovering a thousand meters in the air, overlooking the entire cloud-shrouded Mount Longhu.

His divine sense was like a giant net, sweeping across every inch of the mountain range over and over again.

However, his brows gradually furrowed.

Other than a few peaks developed into scenic spots, along with some viewing platforms and cable cars, the depths of the entire Mount Longhu range were completely empty.

Let alone the magnificent Daoist palaces hidden deep in the sea of clouds with immortal aura swirling around them as he had imagined, he couldn't even find a decent Daoist temple.

"No way! How can Mount Longhu not have the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Lin Mo was a bit dumbfounded.

This didn't make sense.

Just as he was about to expand his search range, not even sparing the underground, the edge of his divine sense suddenly caught a special place.

Wait.

At the foot of the mountain?

Lin Mo's line of sight instantly zoomed in, locking onto a complex of buildings at the eastern foot of the mountain.

A sizable Daoist temple sat quietly there, with three quaint characters on the plaque over the door: Zhengyi Temple.

Zhengyi Temple? Why are you at the foot of the mountain?!

Lin Mo muttered, but on second thought, it made sense.

After all, in modern society, incense offerings and transportation are practical issues. Most temples and monasteries, for the convenience of believers and tourists, indeed wouldn't choose a mountaintop that required an arduous trek.

Never mind, let's go take a look first.

With a flash, Lin Mo descended from the sky, revealing his figure in an alley not far from the Daoist temple.

He leisurely opened an umbrella, merged into the sparse crowd of tourists, and walked toward the entrance of the Daoist temple.

There weren't many tourists on a rainy day to begin with, making the temple seem a bit deserted, but the main gate remained open.

The opening hours sign at the door read: 7:30 AM to 5:00 PM.

"Opening at 7:30 in the morning? Even those bald donkeys are more hardworking than you guys."

Lin Mo grumbled softly, stepping over the threshold of the Daoist temple.

As soon as he entered, he saw an introductory stone stele standing in the courtyard.

It turned out that this was not the main branch of the Celestial Master's Mansion, but the place where Celestial Master Zhang refined pills in his early years, which was later expanded into the current Zhengyi Temple.

At this moment, a young Daoist priest in casual clothes, wearing glasses and looking barely in his early twenties, was holding a broom, sweeping the leaves knocked down by the rain.

"Hey, Daoist priest, let me ask you something." Lin Mo walked up.

The young priest stopped his movements and pushed his glasses up somewhat shyly. "Please go ahead, sir."

"This is Zhengyi Temple, so where exactly is the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Hearing this, the priest was visibly taken aback and looked at Lin Mo with a rather strange expression.

"Uh... the Celestial Master's Mansion is down in Sanqing Ancient Town, not on Mount Longhu. It's so early, didn't you come up from Sanqing Ancient Town, sir?"

"..."

Lin Mo scratched his head, finding himself momentarily speechless.

"I... I didn't know."

What kind of nonsense was this? The Celestial Master's Mansion of Mount Longhu wasn't on Mount Longhu, but ran off to join the bustle in town?

Sure enough, there's no wife in a wife cake, and no husband and wife in sliced beef and ox tongue in chili sauce. This logic is flawless.

He smiled awkwardly and didn't bother the young priest anymore, strolling around the temple on his own.

His divine sense was quietly released again, this time much more meticulously, seeping into every corner of the temple like a trickling stream.

There were quite a few ancient texts in some of the studies.

But when Lin Mo's divine sense swept over them...

Popular Annotations of the Dao De Jing, One Hundred Questions on Daoist Health Preservation, Introduction to the I Ching...

The pages were brand new, the smell of ink hadn't even dissipated completely, and the back covers even had XX People's Publishing House printed on them.

Lin Mo looked up at the enshrined statues of the three figures known as Celestial Masters.

Clay bodies and wooden frames, painted with gold dust, looking incredibly lifelike.

But that was all.

Lin Mo's trip to Mount Longhu this time wasn't to search for secluded historical sites, but to find traces left behind by other immortal cultivators, even if it was just a lingering ripple of magical power, a discarded magical artifact, or a cultivation technique carved into a stone wall.

But looking at it now, this legendary ancestral court of Daoism seemed to have nothing left but legends.

Could it be that he really was the only immortal cultivator left in this world?

An indescribable sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

Play it safe, still need to play it safe.

Lin Mo's gaze suddenly turned toward the bottom of the mountain.

That priest said the Celestial Master's Mansion was in Sanqing Ancient Town.

Could it be that the true secrets were hidden in such a heavily populated, seemingly impossible place?

After strolling around in the misty rain, Lin Mo leisurely left Zhengyi Temple.

Walking down the mountain, there were also a few people carrying umbrellas and walking along the road like him.

They seemed to enjoy hiking up the mountain on a rainy day too.

At this moment, a sightseeing car came speeding toward the direction of Zhengyi Temple!

Lin Mo's divine sense had already scanned it; could that crazy woman sitting in the sightseeing car be his tour guide?

Sure enough, the next second, the car stopped right in front of Lin Mo.

"You're Lin Mo, right! Hurry up and get in! I'll take you to the Mount Longhu Celestial Master's Mansion immediately!"

She really was a crazy woman.

Still, Lin Mo got onto the sightseeing car. Before he could even sit down, the woman slammed on the accelerator, and the sightseeing car flew forward.

However, Lin Mo didn't look the least bit jostled.

The sightseeing car did a drift and turned around.

Then it flew down the mountain toward Sanqing Ancient Town, though the speed was actually only about forty or fifty yards.

Sitting in the car, Lin Mo watched the scenery recede.

He didn't speak; instead, the woman driving spoke up first.

"Lin Mo, I actually want to thank you."

Lin Mo looked at the disheveled woman and couldn't help but say, "Thank me for what? Because being my tour guide lets you slack off?"

But the woman sneered. "If I weren't your tour guide, I'd still be drinking right now. I'm thanking you because you destroyed the energy transfer technology."

Saying it like this, Lin Mo understood.

"I thought most of you in Yanhuang Awakening would hate me."

"Probably those second and third generations hate you. They've been longing for this technology for years. But thankfully you were there, otherwise we might have been dug up even after we died."

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