On Qingyun Mountain, there were quite a few tourists and pilgrims who saw several figures flying on swords, landing directly within Qingyun Mountain.
In the backyard of Qingyun Mountain Taoist Temple, several little Taoists in grey robes froze for a moment as they watched the sudden arrival of the group.
"Who might you be..."
Zhang Jinlong put away his flying sword, waved his hand, and said, "Go, fetch your manager to come here, tell them a Yuxu Mountain official has come to visit."
Hearing Zhang Jinlong's words, the little grey-robed Taoists gave each other puzzled looks.
Yuxu Mountain?
Who is that?
But since these people had come flying on swords, their status was certainly different, so the little grey-robed Taoists did not dare delay and went to call for the managing Taoist.
Inside Taoist Jing Xuan's courtyard, Taoist Jing Xuan was currently feeling quite depressed after the interview incident, and his mood was rather poor.
