Within the four regions, to the eyes of the Central Plains people, it was a place fraught with danger on all sides.
On this particular day, Daoist Mukun sat cross-legged inside his Daoist temple, quietly cultivating.
Strangely enough, ever since Daoist Mukun had built this temple at the foot of the mountain and stayed here, his daily cultivation felt far more efficient than it ever had back in the Central Plains.
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