Nine Dragon Mountain

Inside the main hall, Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, using both hands and feet to tightly grasp Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was smooth, but she wore a tattered Daoist robe, washed white, with patches everywhere, looking just like a little beggar.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a touch of emotion in his heart. Sometimes, his little apprentice could be a bit mischievous towards his master, but he was still kind-hearted.,"Zhou Zhou lowered her head and curiously looked at the statue in her hand. She asked, "Master, what are you making this ancestor statue for me And where did the golden glow on the ancestor statue go"。