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The uncle said mysteriously, "That Lanyu Temple is even more sinister. The statues it enshrines are all menacing. I heard it's a Tantric Buddhist sect, and it's because of a female pilgrim who got into trouble."

Wang Wenjing turned pale upon hearing this, as these words had truly touched upon a blind spot in her understanding.

Seeing the change in Wang Wenjing's expression, the tour guide reminded her, "Oh dear, little girl, don't be too scared. Be careful when you encounter Taoist temples in the future, such as the Taoist lineages of Shenxiandao, Tianyidao, Taishangdao, and Chumadao."

"Be careful with temples, especially those related to Tantric Buddhism, Mongolian Buddhism, and Vajrayana."

Once the uncle started talking, he became quite outspoken. "Of course, not all sects are like that. Sects like Zhengyi, Quanzhen, Lingbao, and Shangqing are fine to visit at any time."

“The Feixian Temple we visited this time is a branch of the Zhengyi sect, so it’s fine.”

Wang Wenjing nodded upon hearing this, "Thank you for telling me, Uncle. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that there are different types of Taoist sects."

"Thanks, these are professional tour guides' expertise." The tour guide immediately emphasized that he was a legitimate tour guide.

Soon, as the group climbed another lush mountain peak, the tour guide breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to a few dilapidated tile-roofed houses that could be vaguely seen at the horizon, "That's Feixian Temple."

Wang Wenjing also stared intently, finding it hard to believe that Chen Xuan's Taoist temple was so dilapidated.

"Alas, the world is going to the dogs; orthodox Taoism is not as good as those unorthodox sects."

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Wang Wenjing, the tour guide, and four or five porters walked into the front of Feixian Temple.

The tour guide immediately emphasized his professional qualities as an amateur tour guide.

He told the patron, Wang Wenjing, to wait where he was, while he bowed to the statue of the Taoist patriarch in the main hall outside the house before strolling into the Taoist temple.

"Is anyone there? Young Taoist priest, are you there?"

The porters chuckled secretly at their cautious manner.

Some people say, "A man would rather live in a desolate grave than enter a dilapidated temple; look how scared this old fellow is."

"Yes, this Taoist temple is a bit dilapidated, but it's obvious that someone is taking care of it. I wonder what he's afraid of?"

The porters weren't trying to lower their voices, and when the tour guide heard them, he immediately pretended to be calm and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Is anyone here? Let's burn incense and pray for blessings!"

After calling out several times without anyone coming out from the backyard, the tour guide was getting anxious. After all, he had made several promises to the client before coming here, and if he came up empty-handed, it would affect his reputation as a tour guide.

Just as the middle-aged man was once again shouting to defend his career as a tour guide, a calm voice rang in his ears.

"My lord, please refrain from making noise in the Dao Ancestor's Hall."

"Mom!"

The uncle was startled by the sudden sound and rushed out of the hall, exposing himself completely to the sunlight, without even seeing what the person looked like.

The commotion the man made was quite loud, causing Wang Wenjing, who was admiring the surrounding scenery, to turn around.

When she turned around and saw Chen Xuan in a simple Taoist robe with red lips and white teeth, her memory and reality immediately overlapped.

Wang Wenjing's heart was pounding. After experiencing such danger yesterday, she was still in a daze when she returned to the hotel. But today was different. She saw Chen Xuan right in front of her with perfect clarity.

Chen Xuan stood on the steps looking at Wang Wenjing, then gave a symbolic smile and nodded, "Looks like you're recovering well. Didn't I tell you to go home as soon as possible?"

As soon as Chen Xuan spoke, the pressure on Wang Wenjing vanished instantly. She smoothed her hair and smiled sweetly, "Daoist Master saved my life. Your kindness is as great as the heavens. I can't go back like this without feeling at ease."