Entering the palace gate, what first catches everyone's sight is a primitive Tao Rune named "Dao"! And then, a platform not more than five square meters in size, upon which two ancient cushions are placed.
On the cushion to the left, sits an old Daoist wearing a green Taoist robe, with an ethereal air, his face unclear. He truly possesses a bit of an immortal's aura.
Two children, as if carved from jade, stand at the sides of the Old Dao.
Whereas the other cushion on the platform remains empty.
Further down are the legendary Wind and Fire Cushions. Lined up in a row, there are seven in total.
Li Qingming rubs his eyes, counts and counts again, muttering: "Why are there seven cushions! The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jie Yin, and Zhunti, that's clearly six people, so why are there seven Wind and Fire Cushions? Could the legends be mistaken? How strange and curious!"