Zhang Xiufeng heard the voice and immediately knew who had arrived. He paused for a moment and then looked outside the hall.
Indeed, an elderly man wrapped in a green robe, hair tied in a bun, wearing cloth shoes, slim in stature, and sporting a small mustache walked in.
Although the old Daoist looked quite aged, his gait was majestic, treading like a dragon, striding like a tiger, barely touching the ground, moving gracefully like a breeze through willows and swiftly like a gust of wind, exuding an imposing aura.
"Chen Qing."
Upon seeing the visitor, Zhang Xiufeng frowned slightly, his face showing some displeasure.
Because the person in front of him came from Qingcheng Mountain.
As a Daoist famous mountain on par with Dragon Tiger Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain has quite a connection to Dragon Tiger Mountain, since the Ancestral Celestial Master of their Dragon Tiger Mountain founded Daoism on Qingcheng Mountain long ago.
