Feihu Mountain looked no different than it had a year ago, retaining the exact same scenery.
The Buddhist temple stood tall and majestic, with an endless stream of pilgrims thick as weavers. Meanwhile, the Demonic sect remained desolate and sparse, seeing so few visitors that sparrows could be caught on the doorstep!
Today, Liu Zhenteng had come here, yet whether his master's two verses would prove right or wrong, he had no certainty in his heart.
Chapter 496