Lee Xian, Cultivator of Guyon

A Journey to the Ancestral Temple

The forest felt so quiet, it was only decorated by the cheerful song of birds. Sunlight crept among the lush foliage, creating golden rays that split the layers of green leaves. Lee Xian, the young man of the village who was always full of cheerfulness, stepped with full vigor among the big trees, feeling like he was on a new adventure.

Not far from where he stood, he saw a cave that began to be hidden by the leaves and lush forest. Suspicion arose in his mind. With unrestrained curiosity, Xian approached the cave. Like the power of the universe controlling him, he sensed that something was waiting inside.

The moment Xian entered the cave, his eyes were wide-eyed by an unexpected discovery. On the walls of the cave, a huge map hung beautifully. Ancient hands had drawn unfamiliar symbols and signs. Xian grabbed the map and placed it on a large rock in the middle of the cave, trying to decipher its meaning.

However, Xian, despite his extraordinary intelligence, was unfamiliar with the strange symbols. He tried to match the map with his childhood memories of the stars and the designs found in the old books in the village library, but still he felt confused.

"Now what is this?" xian murmured while scratching his head that was full of question marks. One of the symbols on the map caught his attention. It was similar to the picture of a fish, but there was something different. "Hm, this fish seems to be wearing a strange hat," he thought with a small laugh.

It was then that the sun shone on one of the symbols on the map with a perfect angle, highlighting the finer details. Xian's eyes widened as he realized that it was not a fish wearing a hat, but rather a hill or mountain that had a very similar shape.

"Ah, it's not a fish!" Xian exclaims. "This is a map to a hidden place! And that place is a hill that looks like a fish."

With unrestrained excitement, Xian searched further on the map and found the name of his own village clearly stamped near the fish-like hill. There was no doubt, this map took him to a very special place.

As soon as he exited the cave, he found himself back in the middle of a desolate forest. However, he now has a clear goal: to find the fish-like hill and uncover the secrets hidden there.

With vigorous strides, he stepped into the deeper forest, towards a new and unexpected adventure. And in the midst of the lush nature, he unceasingly laughed as he imagined a giant fish wearing a hat on the hill.

Xian continued his journey through the increasingly dense and dense forest, following the clues from the map he found inside the secret cave. Her curiosity and anticipation peaked with each step she took. The sun was high in the sky, giving a glittering glow to the lush foliage surrounding it.

Finally, after a few hours of walking, Xian arrived at the edge of the flowing river quietly. The view he saw was so beautiful. The clear river water flowed slowly, reflecting the bright blue sky. Small houses made of bamboo and woven leaves surround the banks of the river, creating a peaceful and beautiful fish village.

The kind-hearted villagers immediately greeted him with warm smiles as he set foot in their village. They are people who live simply, very different from the harsh and intrigue world.

"Welcome, brother!" said an old man with a long white beard while extending his hand. "What brings you to our village?"

Xian smiled widely and shook hands with the old man. "I am Lee Xian, come looking for something. I found a clue in a cave in the woods, and they led me here."

The villagers looked at each other with puzzled looks, and some of them were whispering. It seemed that they had some knowledge of what Xian was talking about. Then, a young woman with long black hair and glowing eyes approached Xian.

"We are descendants of the same ancestor," he said softly. "The map you found in the cave is part of our family history as well. Please, follow us."

Xian quickly followed the young lady while being guided to the middle of the village. The villagers surrounded them, showing great curiosity towards this unexpected guest.

"I can't be indebted to all of you so well" Xian said, smiling widely. "Do you know more about this map?"

The villagers also told stories about their ancestors who were known as famous cultivators. They tell of an ancestral temple hidden within a fish-like hill located here, on the banks of a river. The temple was said to be a place where their ancestors practiced their cultivation diligently.

After listening to these stories, Xian grew increasingly convinced that the map he had found in the cave was the key to finding this ancestral temple. He was moved by the friendliness of the villagers and impressed by their family story.

"Of course, I will try to find the temple," Xian said. "It's part of our shared family history."

"So this is how you have to gather energy into your body" Xian said as he showed a hand gesture. "And when you feel strong enough, you can release this energy like this..." As he tried to demonstrate the movement, his feet touched the surface of the river by accident, making him slip and fall into the water.

Xian's body sank for a moment, and everyone around him looked on in fear before erupting into laughter. Xian finally emerged from the water, squeezing water from his hair with a silly expression.

Everyone in the village laughed. Even Xian himself joined in their laughter. "Alright, maybe I need to learn more cultivation techniques to avoid incidents like this," he said with a laugh.

The villagers greeted him again with laughter and smiles. They invited Xian to stay with them overnight and get ready to help him search for their ancestral temple tomorrow morning.

Morning came gently in the fish village. The sun rose warmly, creating a glittering light on the calm surface of the river. Xian, who had been sleeping soundly in one of the villagers' houses, woke up in high spirits. Today was the day he had been looking forward to since arriving in this village — days where he would search for the hidden ancestral temple.

After breakfast with fresh fish dishes provided by the villagers, Xian got ready for the trip. He was accompanied by some villagers who were willing to help him find the location of the temple. They carried provisions and maps of the village, ensuring that they would not get lost in the dense forest.

"We'll guide you to the edge of the forest, and from there you'll have to continue on your own" said an old villager who became the leader of the group. "We will pray for the success of your journey."

Xian nodded sincerely, feeling moved by the hospitality and support of these villagers. They walked together to the edge of the forest, where a dense forest awaited them. Xian looked towards the fish-like hill that was visible far away in the distance.

"I will find out what is there," Xian said, smiling at the villagers. "And I'll be back to share the results with you all."

The villagers smiled and nodded. "We'll be waiting for good news from you. Goodbye, brother Xian."

Xian entered the forest with a strong determination in his heart. He followed the clues from the map he found in the secret cave, looking for signs that pointed him in the right direction. However, this journey is not easy.

The forest itself is an enigmatic landscape. The tall and lush trees looked like natural pillars soaring into the sky. The sounds of birds and unknown forest animals fill the air with beautiful natural music. Xian felt like he was exploring a world very different from his small village.

As he approached the fish-like hill, obstacles began to appear. The small rivers that he had to cross, the huge rocks he had to climb, and the ruins of the old buildings he had to pass through. But he never lost his spirit. Every obstacle he encountered was part of this adventure.

When he arrived near the hill, he was startled by a funny apparition. A small monkey with bright pink fur was sitting on a large rock, seemingly playing around with something in his hand. Xian approached the monkey carefully.

"Little monkey, what are you doing here?" xian asked with a laugh. The monkey, who now looked like he was rolling up the map he had stolen from Xian, looked at Xian with pouting eyes.

"You think you can take my map?" xian asked, trying to grab back the map held by the monkey. However, the monkey quickly jumped onto the back of the boulder, showing signs of its agility.

A small battle begins, with Xian attempting to reclaim the map held by the monkey. The monkey used his cunning tricks, hiding behind rocks and trees, making Xian slip or fall in ridiculous ways.

Just as Xian was about to give up, the monkey suddenly slipped and fell into the bushes with the map he was still holding. Xian quickly ran towards the monkey, and after some hilarious struggles, he managed to reclaim the map.

"Now, don't steal anymore, yes," Xian said with a laugh and stroked the monkey's head. The monkey responded with a facial expression that seemed to agree before leaping off into the forest.

With the map back in hand, Xian continued his journey towards the fish-like hill. He had no idea what was waiting for him there, but he was prepared to deal with it. And as he continues on with the map that he guides, he muses about the adventures that he has been going through and that may still be waiting for him.