The little dumpling left Longhu Temple.

With her senior brother around, Ziyue wasn't afraid of evil cultivators. She picked up a broom and started sweeping the Taoist temple, somewhat puzzled. "Senior brother, such a big roast suckling pig, why didn't the Taoist Ancestor leave us any?"

Qin Luo looked at the roast suckling pig that had disappeared from the offering table and replied with a smile, "Don't ask the Ancestral Master, you should ask your master. He wouldn't have wanted to waste it, so it should have been eaten by him."

"I thought it was eaten by the Dao Ancestor."

"Master, really! You won't even let me have a taste."

Ziyue swept through the Taoist temple, thinking that her senior brother was still the best. He taught her cultivation and even bought her food.

Two figures pierced through the clouds.

Yang Chang and Tang Yao flew to Longhu Temple on their swords.

"This is Longhu Temple, just as I imagined." Yang Chang's disdain was evident in his eyes.

Tang Yao also found the dilapidated Longhu Temple suspicious. She was cautious and did not jump to conclusions. "Brother Yang, let's go in and take a look first."

Yang Chang nodded with a cold smile.

Tang Yao and Yang Chang landed in the courtyard in front of the main hall, while Wu Qingliu only dared to land outside the Taoist temple.

Qin Luo knew that cultivators had come to Longhu Temple. He went out of the main hall to check the situation. The two cultivators in front of him were stronger than Wu Qingliu, and the white-clothed woman was very young.

"Are you two here to offer incense and pray for blessings, or to visit my master?" Qin Luo asked with a kind smile.

Yang Chang and Tang Yao looked Qin Luo up and down. He looked handsome and dashing, but there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body. He was no different from an ordinary person.

"Bring your master out."

Yang Chang adopted an arrogant and condescending attitude.

Qin Luo nodded slightly to Zi Yue. She understood her senior brother's meaning and immediately went deep into the Taoist temple to invite their master out.

"You two have come from afar, why don't you rest in the pavilion for a while?" Qin Luo's attitude remained very friendly.

Tang Yao felt that this Taoist priest was quite nice.

Yang Chang said coldly, "No need, we're in a hurry."

Qin Luo could sense that the other party was not someone to be trifled with, but he wasn't nervous and maintained his smile.

Tang Yao observed the Dragon Tiger Temple. Although it was simple, it had a rare tranquility. "My name is Tang Yao, and his name is Yang Chang. We are cultivators from the Imperial Observatory."

Qin Luo had heard of the Imperial Observatory, a powerful cultivation institution that only obeyed the Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty. Even the cultivation forces on the mountain dared not provoke the Imperial Observatory.

"My name is Qin Luo."

Qin Luo responded with a smile.

"You're also a cultivator?"

"That's right."

Qin Luo nodded slightly.

Yang Chang and Tang Yao exchanged a similar smile.

No matter how they looked at it, Qin Luo didn't seem like a cultivator.

Zhang Fulong got up with a yawn. When he heard Ziyue say there was business, he immediately perked up, changed into a golden Taoist robe, put on a golden hat, and looked like a Taoist immortal.

"You're here to have your fortune told?"

Zhang Fulong leisurely arrived in front of the main hall. He sized up Yang Chang and Tang Yao, and judging from their clothes, he knew they were very wealthy and could make a fortune from them.

"Fortune telling? Ha!"

Yang Chang sneered, "Then tell me your fortune?"

Zhang Fulong solemnly counted on his fingers, then frowned, shook his head, and said, "I see your face is very dark, and your body is shrouded in black energy. You will soon face a calamity and your life will not last long."

He wanted to scare Yang Chang.

Then they sell the talismans for protection at high prices.

Tang Yao was amused.

In her opinion, Zhang Fulong was a charlatan.

Yang Chang's face darkened; he was furious with Zhang Fulong. He waved his hand and shouted, "Nonsense!"

A streak of cyan spiritual energy was unleashed, striking Zhang Fulong, who was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

Zhang Fulong flew straight into the main hall of the Taoist temple.

Yang Chang's lips curled up, and he sneered, "Heh, just as I thought, it's all just a charade."

"ah?"

Zi Yue was somewhat bewildered.

Master was actually knocked away.

Qin Luo stared at Yang Chang, he didn't expect the other party to be so unethical as to actually launch a sneak attack on a seventy-year-old man.

"Junior sister, go and see Master."

"Uh-huh."

Ziyue ran into the main hall.

Qin Luo clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with anger. "Are you here to cause trouble?"

Tang Yao didn't know how to answer.

Yang Chang didn't take it seriously, his eyes filled with contempt. "From now on, there is no need for Longhu Temple to exist. If you dare to disobey the orders of the Imperial Observatory, you will be killed without mercy."

"You?"

A hoarse voice echoed from inside the Taoist temple.

Yang Chang's smile gradually froze. In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, suffocating. That terrifying power was like death approaching him.

Tang Yao was also feeling unwell. She felt as if she was being choked, making it difficult to breathe, and she unconsciously wanted to kneel down.

Qin Luo turned to look at the main hall. He saw his master walk out. Zhang Fulong's hat had been knocked off, and he was now disheveled with anger in his deep eyes.

Having lived in the Taoist temple for several years, this was the first time Qin Luo had seen his master so angry, as if the heavens and earth were trembling.

The clear sky suddenly turned dark.

A person's mood can actually affect the weather.

As expected of his master, Qin Luo's eyes were filled with awe.

Zi Yue followed Zhang Fulong and felt for the first time how tall and mighty her master was, as if he could hold up the sky.

When Zhang Fulong walked out of the main hall, Yang Chang and Tang Yao knelt down in front of him, trembling.

"You think you can even target Longhu Temple?"

Zhang Fulong's hoarse voice was full of intimidation.

Tang Yao quickly begged for mercy, "Senior, we were blind and ignorant. Please be merciful."

Yang Chang was terrified, but he still stubbornly insisted, "We are cultivators from the Imperial Observatory. If you dare to lay a hand on us, the Imperial Observatory will not let you off the hook."

Zhang Fulong raised his aged hand and casually waved it, swatting Yang Chang and Tang Yao away like flies.

"Get as far away as you can! If you dare show your face before me again, not only will the Imperial Observatory be unable to protect you, but even the Heavenly King himself won't be able to save you," Zhang Fulong warned sternly.

"Thank you for sparing my life, senior."

Yang Chang and Tang Yao fell heavily at the foot of the mountain, coughing up blood. They dared not stay there and immediately fled.

At the Dragon Tiger Temple, Qin Luo stepped forward and asked, "Master, how are you?"

Zhang Fulong shook his head and sighed softly, "This body is too weak and can't withstand any more strain. I need to rest for a while. If you run into any trouble, come find me."

Qin Luo said solemnly, "Master, I promise that this will never happen again."

He didn't expect the other party to make a sudden move.

We will definitely be more cautious in the future.

"It's not your fault."

Zhang Fulong waved his hand with a smile.

Qin Luo helped Zhang Fulong back to his room to rest.

Inside the jade pendant, the purple-haired fairy noticed something and guessed that there was a terrifying entity inside Zhang Fulong.