The Grand Elder's face showed contemplation, and he quickly had the Iron Crown Daoist taken away, then turned and walked toward the rear hall.
"Supreme Elder, the clue to the Sutra of the Departed Soul has appeared again."
The Grand Elder entered a secluded courtyard deep within the rear hall with a cautious expression, and spoke respectfully.
The entire courtyard was not large, only half an acre in size, no different from a typical farmer's courtyard, filled with fruits and vegetables, with vines climbing on the walls and dried corn and peppers hanging under the eaves.
It looked filled with worldly aura.
It was hard to imagine that within this ominous and mysterious-looking grand hall, there would be such an area.
Not far from the courtyard.
An elder dressed as an old farmer, with his sleeves rolled up high, revealing rough arms, was quietly plucking insects among the fruits and vegetables.
