"Senior, please follow me."
Bi Chengjuan glanced at Li Xuanxuan, estimating him to be over a hundred years old. Calling him senior, he led the three of them down.
The mountain gate of the Hengzhu Taoism was underground. There was a break in the county that resembled a cliff, where cultivators came and went. The Hengzhu cultivators used an ancient levitation technique, which was different from the current technique of riding the wind, making their ascent and descent very flexible.
The mountain gate of Hengzhu was known as the "Hengzhu Blessed Land," created by ancient cultivators. Bi Chengjuan did not take the three inside, but instead found a small opening in the wall, which led to a tiny secret chamber.
"After all, it involves cutting through skin and flesh; there will inevitably be some pain. Please endure it, senior."
