The Taoist temple stood majestically, but both sides of the path were covered in withered yellow leaves. Silence prevailed all around, yet suddenly a milky cry echoed from within.,"Don't cry, I just want you to go down the mountain to gain some experience. I'm not sending you away." Seeing her little apprentice crying so pitifully, Li Yuanming also felt a twinge of sympathy. His gaze fell on her bald head and he patted it gently, then sighed with regret, wishing he hadn't done it in the first place.,Those monks didn't even tell him about this, bald heads just have too many tricks up their sleeves!。