The Taoist temple stood tall and majestic, but the paths on either side were covered in withered yellow leaves. There was an eerie silence all around, yet suddenly a baby's cry, plaintive and piercing, echoed from within.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt touched in his heart. Sometimes, his apprentice would pit him against others, but the person was still caring.,When she was little, she saw the ancestral tablet in her master's room, it was shining gold, so beautiful. How come it's now dusty and shabby。