"When I heard about Yao's plight, I was furious and rushed to Peach Mountain. In the end, I only found a wisp of Yao's soul, so I had no choice but to seal it in a peach tree."

"Later, I took the peach tree to avenge Yao, instigated the conflict between the witch and the shaman, and destroyed a large number of witch temples. The witch warriors were terrified when they heard my name. If the Dao Ancestor had not intervened, there would probably be no more witches in the world."

Zhang Fulong's eyes were filled with coldness, even the autumn wind seemed to retreat. The experience his master described was somewhat different from what was depicted in the murals of Wushan, and Qin Luo believed his master's account more.

Qin Luo finally understood why his master had returned to Longhu Temple at night and talked to the old peach tree. If he knew that Gu Changsheng and the others wanted to cut down the old peach tree to make a fire, they would probably be in big trouble.

“When the Dao Ancestor came to persuade me, I argued with him. He advised me to be rational, saying that if things got out of hand, no one could protect me. I said that going against the will of Heaven would also lead to death. I advised the Dao Ancestor not to go against the will of Heaven, which angered him so much that he slapped me twice. I couldn’t stand the anger, so I voluntarily withdrew from the sect.”

Zhang Fulong said he was not convinced, but he shook his head and sighed softly, his eyes filled with regret, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "I have been making mistakes all along. From the Luofu Dao Debate to the Witchcraft Dao Debate, and then to the Great War of the Gods, I have made too many enemies. I thought I was invincible. It was I who killed all the disciples of Longhu Temple. I did not protect them well, and I did not protect Yao well."

"I deserve to die the most, yet I survived. Perhaps this is the curse that the witch clan cast upon me."

Zhang Fulong looked dejected.

Qin Luo felt a little sad after hearing this. He comforted him, "Master, the old peach tree is still here, and your senior brothers have also been reincarnated. You should live well for them."

Zhang Fulong raised his head, watching the sunset gradually disappear. "Don't worry, I will only die on the battlefield."

Qin Luo knew that a great calamity was imminent, but given Zhang Fulong's current state, he was powerless to reverse the situation.

“Master, I have recently been practicing One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones and discovered that I can generate Qi from nothingness.”

When Qin Luo went to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion, he mastered the transformation of Qi through Wang Chongming. The transformation of Qi is based on matter, but the transformation of Qi into the Three Pure Ones transcends the transformation of Qi and reaches the realm of creating something from nothing.

Zhang Fulong's eyes widened as he noticed the pure energy rising from Qin Luo's body. His eyes became excited. "Good lad, I didn't expect you to actually master the Dao Ancestor's ultimate technique."

"If I had mastered the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones technique back then, let alone the Five Emperors, even if the Heavenly Road passed by, I would have slapped them twice!" Zhang Fulong grinned from ear to ear.

Qin Luo frowned slightly, somewhat worried, "But I feel that the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones is a bit strange?"

Zhang Fulong frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "The One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones was passed down to me by the Dao Ancestor. Unfortunately, I lacked the comprehension and failed to learn it. The Dao Ancestor said that if one mastered the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, one could ignore time, which may be related to time."

Qin Luo recalled the scene when he first saw the Dao Ancestor in the river of time. At that time, the Dao Ancestors from different time periods all raised their heads and looked at him. That scene was still fresh in his memory.

A flicker of emotion appeared in Zhang Fulong's deep eyes, and he laughed heartily, "Good, good, good! I knew you could become an existence surpassing the Dao Ancestor."

Qin Luo shook his head repeatedly and said modestly, "Master, I can now circulate the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, but I am still figuring out how to use it. In all aspects, I am far inferior to the Dao Ancestor."

"That's only a matter of time!"

Zhang Fulong laughed heartily, for this was the first time Qin Luo had ever seen his master so happy.

Qin Luo reached out and grasped Zhang Fulong's arm, and a wisp of pure energy flowed into Zhang Fulong's body.

Zhang Fulong brushed Qin Luo's hand away and said seriously, "Qin Luo, thank you for your kindness, but I'm fine as I am. I don't want to travel thousands of miles away and have to walk back tomorrow. Also, this power of yours is definitely not something that came out of nowhere; it must be closely related to you."

After Zhang Fulong's reminder, Qin Luo guessed that the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones could connect the past and the future, and this ever-renewing Qi might originate from the past or the future.

Qin Luo continued to inquire, "Master, I think you must have a plan. What are you plotting?"

Zhang Fulong shook his head. "I like to be straightforward. If it can be resolved with force, I won't waste words. The main reason I left behind the Yin spirit is that I can't bear to part with the Dragon Tiger Temple."

"Does Master know who the Imperial Preceptor is?"

"Of course I know."

Who is it?

Zhang Fulong said in a deep voice, "I can't tell you. I promised him I wouldn't reveal his real name."

"All right."

"Is the Imperial Advisor still alive?"

"He has many clones; he won't die easily."

"It seems my guess was right."

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the mountains become deserted.

"Let's go back to Longhu Temple first."

Zhang Fulong stood up.

"Master, shall I carry you on my back?"

"It's okay, I can still walk."

Zhang Fulong's legs were trembling. Qin Luo stepped forward to support him and said with a smile, "You shouldn't push yourself."

"I give up."

Zhang Fulong chuckled.

In front of the Taoist temple, Golden Horn wags its tail.

After seeing Qin Luo and the others enter the Taoist temple, Jin Jiao scurried into the doghouse, and soon the sound of snoring could be heard from inside.

In the backyard of the Taoist temple, Jin Yan sat cross-legged on the platform, cultivating. Zi Yue was carrying a pot of tea. When she saw Zhang Fulong, she smiled and called out, "Master, let me pour you some tea!"

Looking at the old peach tree that had blossomed again, Zhang Fulong smiled and waved his hand gently, "I'm tired from walking, I'll go back inside to rest first, you guys drink."

"Master, have a cup of tea before you rest." Ziyue brought a cup of red fruit tea to Zhang Fulong.

Seeing Zi Yue's smiling face, Zhang Fulong picked up his teacup, took a sip, and smiled with narrowed eyes, saying, "Good tea."

"Senior brother, you should try some too."

Ziyue poured a cup of tea for Qin Luo.

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