When the leader of Tongtian Cult in Biyou Palace stood up to adjust his robes, Liu Xuanqing was looking down at his fingertips. The master asked him to take charge of the teaching, but he was about to refuse on the grounds of lack of qualifications. When he opened his mouth, there was a slight knock on the door. A boy stood outside the threshold and whispered: Master Qi, Zixiao Palace has sent word that the sermon time has been advanced.
Introduction: When the leader of Tongtian Cult in Biyou Palace stood up to adjust his robes, Liu Xuanqing was looking down at his fingertips. The master asked him to take charge of the teaching, but he was about to refuse on the grounds of lack of qualifications. When he opened his mouth, there was a slight knock on the door. A boy stood outside the threshold and whispered: Master Qi, Zixiao Palace has sent word that the sermon time has been advanced.
