After saying that, the two left.

Looking at the back in the distance, Shangguan Xianyao's gaze became complicated.

Two days later, Chu Yun finally arrived at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

Looking up, Chu Yun looked nostalgic.

Longhu Mountain is still as majestic as it used to be.

He slowly walked towards Longhu Mountain, which he still remembered freshly.

The golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the sun. Two stone lion statues at the door are lifelike, with a gate ten feet high standing in front of you.

On the top door plaque, Longhu Mountain is written.

So luxurious, comparable to an emperor's palace.

Two little Taoist priests wearing golden Taoist robes stood at the door of the Taoist temple.

Seeing Chu Yun approaching, the little Taoist priest guarding the gate thought Chu Yun was a pilgrim who came to worship, so he reached out to stop Chu Yun.

"Sorry, this gentleman, outsiders are not welcome here."

Chu Yun frowned: "What are you doing? I haven't seen you for a few years, so don't you know me anymore?"

"Are you?" The little Taoist priest looked at Chu Yun, but still didn't recognize him.

"Go and tell Long Qingyang that his junior brother is back." Chu Yun said with a faint smile.

A look of surprise flashed across the little Taoist priest's face, and then he hurried into the Taoist temple to convey Chu Yun's message to it.
Chapter completed!