Over an hour later, an SUV pulled to a stop at the foot of Qingding Mountain.
Chen Chuan and Chang Dong stepped out.
Chen Chuan said, "This place might be suitable."
Chang Dong looked up, then surveyed the surroundings. "It's remote, and the elevation is high," he commented. "It doesn't look bad. Come on, let's go up and have a look."
The two followed a stone staircase to the summit of Qingding Mountain. "This is the Mo Temple I was talking about," Chen Chuan said.
Chang Dong examined it. "Judging by the style, this temple must have been receiving incense offerings for at least several hundred years. But the main structure was probably rebuilt in recent decades." He stomped on the ground. "The materials are really solid. It's sturdy enough to be a Martial Arts Arena."
