On the summit of Ling Mountain, within a small temple capable of holding only one person, a long sigh echoed: “Fellow cultivators of the Taishang Dao, this matter has nothing to do with my Buddhist sect.” He then voluntarily released his golden lotus, allowing the Taiji diagram to examine his aura.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,Qian Chen touched his belly and felt like he hadn't eaten a single bite all day.。