Since there is no road leading to the mountain top, the mountain is rarely visited, and the world does not even know of its existence.
At this moment, at the top of Sanqing Mountain, outside a certain temple.
A few Daoist disciples dressed in white robes were practicing with long swords when they suddenly saw a person walking over not far away.
"Sixth Senior Brother?"
The young men sheathed their swords and excitedly ran like deer to Ling Xiao.
It turns out that after Ling Xiao left Dongjiang City, he went straight to Sanqing Mountain and then, using Qinggong, climbed the mountain walls and reached the top.
"Hello, junior disciples!"
Ling Xiao greeted warmly.
"Sixth Senior Brother, weren't you returning home? Why did you suddenly come back?"
Ling Xiao pretended to say, "I couldn't bear to leave you all."
"Master, come and see who's here!"
