Going down the mount

"Master, please don't drive me down the mountain. I can't bear to leave you. Please, master!",Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Mingtong master uncle. He is doing well now, follow him, and you won't go hungry.",If the Daoist temple wasn't on the verge of collapsing, he wouldn't have been willing to let his junior disciple leave.。