The Daoist found an open space and sat down cross-legged.0

The little girl, despite her small stature, imitated his movements and sat cross-legged as well. Her posture was almost identical to his, and she even tried her best to mimic his serene expression as she gazed at Mount Zunzhe before them.0

This spot was where two mountains met, forming a small clearing. Across from them stood the stone mountain shaped like a revered elder. Behind them was another mountain, taller than the so-called Mount Zunzhe. From its peak, one could easily overlook Mount Zunzhe. However, this back mountain was rather unremarkable—lacking the steep grandeur of Mount Zunzhe and devoid of mythical legends—so it was naturally overlooked.0

This location provided shelter from the wind and a place to rest, while still being close to Mount Zunzhe. Many travelers had chosen to pause here, either sitting or lying down at their leisure.0

Most people who traveled for leisure tended to be easygoing. Even those who were usually reserved found themselves indulging in a rare moment of relaxation during such journeys. As a result, the area buzzed with conversation. Many of the travelers were strangers to one another, some even hailing from places beyond Yaozhou and Langzhou. 0

Yet, as long as...0