"The name is just a title. Didn't Master just say it..." Hua Weiluo waved his hand indifferently, grabbed Zhiyuan's sleeves and walked out of the hall directly.
Outside the hall is a courtyard with many ancient trees, mostly old banyan trees. The early morning sunlight shines through the intertwined branches of the old banyan trees, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground. The cool air carries a hint of summer.
The scent of sunny weather lingers in your nose.
While Hua Weiluo was listening to Junior Brother Zhiyuan talking about the structure of this Taoist temple, his thoughts were wandering everywhere.
"Sister, I heard from Master that this old banyan tree is more than a hundred years old." Zhiyuan looked at the old banyan tree in a daze before the flowers fell, and then kindly explained to her.
"Hmm... um..." Hua Weiluo nodded absently and continued to be in a daze.
"Ah, Second Senior Brother, good morning!!" Zhiyuan suddenly changed his tone and respectfully greeted a figure standing under the old banyan tree.
What!!??Second Senior Brother!??
Could it be the legendary Zhu Bajie??
Hua Weiluo suddenly came back to his senses, followed Zhiyuan's voice, and looked forward.
Then, my eyes were involuntarily attracted to that person.
He was an extremely indifferent and elegant man.
When he heard Zhiyuan greeting him, he had already turned slightly and nodded towards him, then his eyes fell on Hua Weiluo.
That man had a pair of deep and clear eyes, like a clear spring in summer, refreshing. The bright sunshine shone on him, reflecting a hazy halo on his white robe.
The mottled light and shadow cast by the old banyan tree fell on his body, making time seem to stand still at that moment. His thin and tall figure stood there, as if he carried the aloofness from the mountains, and seemed to be the clear light of the horizon.
The wind does not carry a trace of dust.
The white Taoist robe wrapped around his slender body made people hold their breath involuntarily, as if he were an immortal descending to earth.
His skin is as fair as a piece of fine snow jade. Even though he is not wearing any jewelry, the beauty between his eyebrows is still stunning. His slender eyebrows are slightly raised, as straight as a startled dragon.
The bridge of his nose outlines a perfect arc, and his thin lips are slightly pursed, shining with a faint pink color under the bright sunshine.
He is truly a person with picturesque features.
Hua Weiluo blinked his eyes and saw the man walking out from under the old banyan tree. His white robes floated like a butterfly as he walked. The calmness and elegance of his stroll were all accompanied by
Innate nobility and elegance.
Those eyebrows and eyes could not help but remind her of: a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.
With such a face, she could hardly take her eyes away.
But his handsome and delicate face, his eyes as deep as the clear springs in the mountains, seemed to reveal a cold light.
Hua Weiluo looked at his figure gradually walking away and couldn't help but said: "Hey, that little Taoist priest over there, uh... little junior brother!! Why don't you call me senior sister?"
"..." The handsome figure was startled for a moment, stopped in his steps, turned his head, and glanced at her lightly, but did not speak.
"You... are mute??" Hua Weiluo guessed when she saw that he didn't respond to Junior Brother Zhiyuan's words just now.
