Chapitre 97: Chapter 93: Yuan Shaoqing's Methods

The Dragon King Ceremony is just around the corner, and as a grand event that takes place once every three years in Pingjiang City, people on the official roads have been noticeably increasing for two months.

In the early morning, the sky is just revealing a fish-belly white.

A carriage quickly leaves the city, heading straight for Nanshang Mountain, eight hundred miles away.

Insects chirrup, and cicadas sing among the ancient woods and forest.

In the depths of the mountains, a Taoist temple reveals its simple, ancient form.

"This is the place. It wouldn't be easy for ordinary people to find this."

At this moment, a young man in a luxurious outfit steps out of the carriage. It is none other than Yuan Shaoqing.

He walks to the front of the Taoist temple and looks up to see the plaque above the door, with three big characters written on it: Mingzun Temple.

"Junior Yuan Shaoqing, here to pay respects." Yuan Shaoqing respectfully says.