Chương 150: The Day with Snowflakes Flying All Over

Whenever Shen Lian had something that he did not understand or could not comprehend, he would set them aside.

There was enough to worry about in life, why should one add on to it.

It was a very special experience to walk in the mountains when the sun was about to rise. The grasses were decorated with dews, and they were shaking and threatening to fall. The clear droplet had stars dotted in it, and it was indescribably mystical and magical.

It was in this setting that Shen Lian arrived at the Temple of Killings. The temple was built atop a giant rock and was situated high and far. There was no surrounding vegetation. Not far ahead from its entrance, there was a path that showed the foot of the mountain.

The Temple of Killings was a very simple Daoist temple, and Chen Jianmei’s cultivation attitude could be discerned from it. He did not care much about everything else, with his sole focus being swordcraft.