The Taoist temple stood tall and imposing, but its sides were lined with withered yellow leaves. The air was silent all around, yet a plaintive cry suddenly pierced the stillness.,Li Yuanming also thought of this, awkwardly rubbed his nose, mumbled a word, and walked toward the back.,If the Daoist temple wasn't on the verge of collapsing, he wouldn't have been willing to let his junior disciple leave.。