The black-faced Taoist stopped talking, gave his sleeve a flick, and his figure moved, drifting straight through the main gate.
He seemed unusually familiar with everything in this hall; after passing through a great hall and walking along several corridors each over a hundred zhang long, his eyes suddenly brightened, and a quiet courtyard appeared before him.
The courtyard was planted full of all kinds of unusually lush greenery, bearing huge multicolored blossoms the size of sea bowls, and at the gate stood two palace-dressed women with silver veils over their faces.
These two women had skin like jade and graceful figures; the aura they emitted was faint yet gave one a sense of unfathomable depth.
"Greetings, Celestial Ni Changs. I have come specifically to pay my respects to the Palace Master, the venerable elder!" The black-faced Daoist, on seeing the two palace-dressed women, actually stepped forward and bowed, speaking with unusual courtesy.
