Boom!

A thunderclap resounded.

Qin Luo's eyes were filled with anger.

The sky was originally clear and blue, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed like golden willow branches, creating a terrifying scene, like the end of the world. Qin Luo's emotions affected the rules of heaven and earth.

Inside the jade pendant.

The purple-haired fairy's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the world changed color.

Many powerful figures of the older generation could not do it.

Zhou Dapeng trembled with fear. He knelt down in front of Qin Luo and said in terror, "Immortal Master, please calm down. The Imperial Observatory will not massacre the city. At most, they will exterminate my entire clan."

Qin Luo's eyes regained their clarity. The Imperial Observatory should not dare to do such a heinous thing. He said solemnly, "I will go to the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty in the future and discuss this matter with the Emperor of Great Xia. I hope we can handle this matter properly."

Cao Mang looked shocked.

The Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was the supreme ruler, and even the old monsters who reigned supreme on the mountain rarely saw him.

Ziyue was just about to collect the clothes.

The bright sunshine shone on Longhu Temple once again.

Zhou Dapeng clutched his chest. He couldn't afford to offend either of these forces, and surviving was harder than climbing to heaven. He knelt at Qin Luo's feet and pleaded, "Immortal Master, if the imperial court holds me accountable, can the Dragon Tiger Temple protect me?"

"Protect you?"

Qin Luo sized up Zhou Dapeng. The grease on his body must have come from corruption. The gatekeeper of Longhu Temple had been famous for so long, and he only recently realized it. It was obvious that he didn't care about the people below.

Zhou Dapeng remained silent, trembling with fear.

Qin Luo's eyes seemed to pierce through everything. "If the people support you, Heaven will naturally protect you."

"Rest assured, Immortal Master, I will be diligent in governing and love the people, and I will make sure that the people live in peace and prosperity."

"I hope you will keep your word."

I swear to God.

Zhou Dapeng raised his hand as if to swear an oath.

Qin Luo stood up and said calmly, "Magistrate Zhou, if you have nothing else to do, I'll get back to work."

Zhou Dapeng stood up and said respectfully, "Immortal Master, I would like to offer incense and pray for blessings. You have no objection, do you?"

"welcome."

Qin Luo smiled gently.

Zhou Dapeng went to the main hall to offer incense and pray for blessings. He discovered that the yamen runners were buying the door god paintings of Longhu Temple. Since he could not go against Longhu Temple, he could only turn a blind eye.

Some people encountered Zhou Dapeng at Longhu Temple, and even the county magistrate came to offer incense and pray for blessings, which made everyone believe in Longhu Temple even more.

When there were no people living in the Taoist temple.

The sound of reading aloud filled the main hall.

"Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless. The sun and moon waxed and waned, the stars and constellations were arrayed. Cold came and heat went, autumn harvest and winter storage."

The script of Tianxuan Continent is similar to that of the pre-Qin period. Qin Luo mastered it soon after his transmigration. In his spare time, he taught Jin Yan and Zi Yue to read and write, and also taught them arithmetic.

Jin Yan has a high comprehension level and learns everything quickly, while Zi Yue has average talent but is diligent and hardworking.

...

evening.

The Taoist temple is closed.

Qin Luo went to the backyard.

Ziyue and Jinyan were drinking porridge from their bowls when they stood in front of the peach tree, looking at the landscape painting hanging on it.

They didn't waste their rest time either.

The outline of mountains and rivers appeared in Jin Yan's mind, and a faint golden light emanated from his body with each breath.

Zi Yue could only remember a part of the landscape painting, specifically the full moon at the very top. A bright moon appeared in her mind, and all the spiritual energy absorbed by the Five Elements Gathering Method was poured into that bright moon in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Luo looked at them and nodded with satisfaction. They were much more diligent than his previous senior brothers and sisters.

Zhang Fulong went to the backyard. He was on tenterhooks in his room, not hearing any noise until evening before daring to come out and check the situation. "Disciple, what does the magistrate want?"

Qin Luo bowed and said, "Master, Magistrate Zhou came for the door gods of Longhu Temple. He wanted Longhu Temple to remove the door gods. After discussing it with him, I persuaded him to give up the idea."

"You're the one who puts my mind at ease."

Zhang Fulong nodded in satisfaction. The door gods of Longhu Temple could generate a lot of buzz, so he naturally didn't want to remove them.

"I need to continue my seclusion. You all should rest early and not overwork yourselves." Zhang Fulong breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to get a good night's sleep.

"Disciple understands."

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

Just as Zhang Fulong left, the sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

The little dumpling flapped its wings and swooped over.

Looking at its appearance, Qin Luo couldn't help but laugh. The little dumpling was covered in wounds, with claw marks on its body and its feathers stained with blood. It looked disheveled and had been beaten quite badly.

"Boss, you have to avenge me!"

The little dumpling leaned on Qin Luo's shoulder, feigning misery.

Qin Luo was amused by it, "I told you not to mess with the golden eagle, but you didn't believe me. You're lucky to have come back alive."

"Boss, you're still laughing."

The little dumpling's red tuft of hair stood up. "That wretched eagle, I'll trample it under my feet sooner or later."

"You haven't been beaten into submission yet?"

"I disagree."

The little dumpling proudly raised its head, "I was careless this time, it won't get away with this next time."

"Whatever makes you happy."

Qin Luo didn't want to get involved.

"Boss, I made a promise to fight it again tomorrow. If you don't help me, I'll lose face."

"That's your problem."

"Chirp chirp~"

The little dumpling drooped its head.

Qin Luo didn't indulge it. He sat cross-legged on the platform to cultivate, and the Dragon Tiger Temple was bathed in the glow of the sunset.

The little dumpling curled up on Qin Luo's shoulder, and its injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After finishing the porridge.

Ziyue drew symbols on the ground.

Jin Yan sat cross-legged on the platform, meditating on the landscape painting.

The Taoist temple was very quiet, as if time had stopped, and the glow surrounding Qin Luo nourished everything in the courtyard.

The tall peach tree in the yard is lush and vibrant, and it blooms with bright red peach blossoms in autumn.

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