"I learned it from Ziyue!"

The little dumpling said proudly.

Zi Yue laughed in exasperation, "Don't talk nonsense. I took you out for a free meal, but I didn't teach you how to act cute with your senior brother."

Qin Luo shook his head helplessly.

"This fruit is so sweet!"

The little dumpling was eating purple fruit.

After consuming the purple fruit, Jin Yan and the others had a radiant glow on their skin, as the energy contained in the purple fruit helped them cleanse their marrow and temper their bodies.

"I'm so sleepy!"

Ziyue and the others were yawning.

"Senior brother, I'm going to rest now."

Ziyue and the others felt mentally exhausted because their bodies were absorbing the energy from the purple fruit. Qin Luo smiled and said, "You should all get some rest."

After Jin Yan and the others went back to rest, the backyard of the Taoist temple became quiet. In the empty courtyard, only Qin Luo and Hua Ying were still sitting in the courtyard peeling salted peanuts.

Qin Luo picked up the wine that the little dumpling hadn't finished, took a sip, and immediately beamed, "That feels good! The perfect snack to go with wine!"

"I want to drink too!"

Hua Ying raised an eyebrow.

Qin Luo handed the bowl to Hua Ying.

Hua Ying picked up the bowl and took a big gulp.

The night sky was dazzling, with shooting stars occasionally streaking across the sky. A gentle breeze blew, and peach blossoms drifted down in the courtyard.

Hua Ying looked at the peach blossoms so close to her, and she wanted to reach out and catch them, but in the end she gave up.

Qin Luo watched as the peach blossoms drifted into the night, as if guiding travelers home.

"These salted peanuts are really good. I can't stop eating them. I'll save some for Master."

Qin Luo went to the water vat to wash his hands, and before leaving, he placed a purple fruit on the table.

Hua Ying whispered, "Goodnight!"

"good evening."

Qin Luo closed the door.

Moonlight streamed into Qin Luo's room. He looked at the words on the wall and slowly closed his eyes.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the wisp of pure energy was even stronger than before. The wisp of pure energy transformed into three figures, all of which were connected to this wisp of pure energy. Qin Luo could feel that the two blurry figures were becoming clearer and clearer, as if they were getting closer and closer to him.

In the next room, Xiao Tuanzi and Ziyue were sleeping soundly, with a faint purple light surrounding them.

Hua Ying sat cross-legged on the bed. She took out the primordial substance. After this period of purification, the originally dark primordial substance emitted a blue glow.

It was late at night.

It was very quiet inside the Longhu Temple.

Zhang Fulong appeared in the backyard of the Taoist temple. He walked silently and looked at the salted peanuts and purple fruit on the table. He knew that Qin Luo and the others had specially left these for him.

"well!"

Zhang Fulong poured out a bowl of wine.

As peach blossoms fell, Zhang Fulong drank alone, murmuring softly, "I'm so useless!"

The next day, early morning.

Qin Luo arrived at the backyard of the Taoist temple. The wine in the wine jar was finished, but the salted peanuts and purple fruits were still there.

Qin Luo shook his head. He put away the purple fruit. After the little dumpling woke up, it hopped and skipped out.

"Boss, when do we leave?"

"I have something to do today, let's do it tomorrow!"

"Good morning, senior brother."

"Good morning, junior sister."

Ziyue came into the courtyard, her skin glowing, and her physique had improved to a higher level with the help of the purple fruit.

"Little dumpling, come and practice your boxing with me."

"Alright!"

The little dumpling originally wanted to peel peanuts.

The Taoist temple became lively.

Xiao Tuanzi and Xuan Qing practiced boxing with Qin Luo. Jin Yan carried a bucket of water back to Longhu Temple, making two trips to fill the water tank. Cai Xia and Xiao Die cleaned the Taoist temple. Hua Ying cooked porridge in the kitchen, and Zi Yue helped in the kitchen.

Zhang Fulong carried his bundle and prepared to leave.

Qin Luo saw Zhang Fulong and said softly, "Master, please finish your porridge before you leave."

Zhang Fulong asked, somewhat puzzled, "Do you know how I got back?"

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Master, we went to bed early last night, but you must have come back by yourself."

"The moment I close my eyes, I'm back at Longhu Temple. I dare not close my eyes again." Zhang Fulong murmured softly. He walked until dark last night without daring to close his eyes to rest. He couldn't stay awake any longer and dozed off for a while. When he opened his eyes again, he was back at Longhu Temple.

Ziyue brought out a bowl of hot porridge. "Master, this is eight-treasure porridge that Sister Huaying cooked."

Smelling the aroma of the eight-treasure porridge, Zhang Fulong swallowed hard. He picked up the porridge, blew on it, and exclaimed, "This life is so good, I don't even want to leave."

Zi Yue giggled and said, "Master, then don't leave."

Qin Luo nodded in agreement and said with a smile, "Junior Sister is right, Master, you're going to come back anyway."

Thinking that Zhu Qingyu might come, Zhang Fulong didn't want to be recognized by her. But upon closer inspection, he realized that Zhu Qingyu might not remember him, or even that he existed. After decades, she probably wouldn't recognize him.

"I still can't bear to leave you all, so I'm not leaving." Zhang Fulong decided not to go.

Qin Luo and Zi Yue smiled at each other. The little girl washed her hands and ran into the kitchen to bring Qin Luo a bowl of porridge. She grinned and said, "Boss, I washed my hands this time."

"Thanks."

Qin Luo's eyes were filled with a smile.

Everyone was drinking porridge, some squatting, some standing, and some sitting; the courtyard was bustling with activity.

Hua Ying filled a bowl with porridge in a cracked, broken bowl, took it outside the Taoist temple, and placed it in front of Jin Jiao's "doghouse".

"Thank you, fairy sister!"

Golden Horn wagged its tail happily.

After finishing the porridge, Zhang Fulong felt exhausted. He said in a serious tone, "I have some insights to share and need to continue my seclusion. Please let me know if anything comes up."

"knew."

Ziyue nodded with a smile.

The little dumpling was preparing to leave Longhu Temple. She spent half a day each day just saying goodbye to the friends she knew.

Qin Luo rubbed the little dumpling's head. "Help me contact all the mountain and water spirits of the Purple Cloud Mountains. I plan to invite them to a gathering at Black Mountain tomorrow night."

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