C539 It's Going to Change

In the outskirts of Diannan.

At the top of the mountain, there was a Taoist temple.

An old man who looked thin and small, dressed in a long robe made of clean cloth, was cleaning the fallen leaves in the yard with a broom when the sun had just risen.

His back was a little hunched, and he was wearing a pair of cloth shoes. His movements seemed to be a little slow