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The Taoist temple stood tall and majestic, but the paths on either side were covered in withered yellow leaves. There was an eerie silence all around, yet suddenly a baby's cry, plaintive and piercing, echoed from within.,After the old monk brought back the little one from the rice porridge in swaddling clothes, three years later, the temple which had once been bustling with activity was now deserted.,"My dear apprentice, since you are so eager, Master will now entrust the important task of restoring the Daoist Temple to you. Come on, Master believes in you!"。