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.,"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!",The Taoist temple is declining, the ancestral masters have no incense offerings, isn't that what happens。