□情简介
□□□Ins□d□ the temple□grounds, the tr□veler was greeted by a mysterio□s fi□u□e □ressed□i□ flowing□robe□. The ma□ i□□ro□u□ed□h□mse□f□as□Huo F□ □i Gong□ the □evered sa□e of t□e□t□m□□e. Hi□ eyes □eld a wi□dom that seeme□ t□ tr□□sce□d□□□me, and th□ traveler f□lt a sense of pe□ce w□sh□over him□i□□□is presence.