"Old Wu is right."

Chu Peiran nodded in agreement.

Xuanqing and Xiaotuanzi were eating gummy candies.

Linglong smiled and said, "Qing'er, after you come back, you will still be in charge of the management of the academy."

"no problem."

Zhao Qing'er nodded solemnly.

Linglong reminded her, "Qing'er, Mr. Qin is currently teaching the jade carving class."

Zhao Qing'er smiled and said, "Immortal Master, now that I'm back, I'll take over the jade carving class from now on."

Qin Luo shook his head and said softly, "I don't plan to leave anytime soon. I want to do something for Jinghu Academy. I want to continue teaching the jade carving class. If possible, you can take over the handicraft class. Handicrafts are not my forte."

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Qing'er smiled and agreed.

Chu Peiran asked curiously, "Brother Dao, where have you been all these years? Can you tell us about it?"

Qin Luo said calmly, "After I left the capital, I wandered around and lived in an inn far from the secular world for a long time. Then I returned to my hometown, and later I met Hua Ying and returned to Longhu Temple with her."

Wu Shashen couldn't help but chuckle, "Daoist, your storytelling is so bland, not as good as mine. If Little Tuanzi were to tell the story, even taking a dump would be earth-shattering."

"Are you praising me?"

The little dumpling tilted its head and asked.

"Absolutely!"

Wu Shashen gave a thumbs up.

"Hey buddy!"

The little dumpling grinned.

Qin Luo and the others chatted and laughed in the tea room.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch break.

Qin Luo and his classmates went to the classroom to teach.

Chu Peiran and Zhao Qing'er listened to the class outside the classroom. They had come to the Jade Carving Class specifically to listen to Qin Luo's lecture.

"A gentleman of noble character is like jade being cut and polished, like carving and grinding." Qin Luo's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze.

The younger generation read aloud along with them.

Zhao Qing'er covered her mouth and whispered, "You always like to tell jokes when you're teaching. The Immortal Master's strict yet gentle attitude makes him more like a teacher than you."

"I'm teaching in an entertaining way. When the children are happy, they're naturally more willing to learn," Chu Peiran explained with a smile.

Zhao Qing'er arrived at the neighboring Puyu class. They glanced at it from the outside, and Chu Peiran joked, "As expected of your aunt, with so many children, no one dares to lose focus!"

Time flies.

When the bell rang, the younger generation came to the training ground to play, and everyone gathered around Zhao Qing'er and Chu Peiran.

Many younger people want to know what the outside world is like, so they like to listen to Little Dumpling tell stories.

Chu Peiran and Zhao Qing'er were telling the younger generation about the interesting things that happened on their journey, as well as the scenery outside.

Chu Peiran emphasized that if you want to venture out into the world, you need to read more books and practice martial arts to strengthen your body.

Zhao Qing'er emphasized that no matter how good things are outside, it's still the best feeling to be home, and hopes that they will cherish their family and friends.

......

evening.

After school at Jinghu Academy, Chu Peiran and Zhao Qing'er followed Qin Luo to Longhu Temple.

The little dumpling led Lin Jia'er as they ran ahead. They encountered two vehicles on the road, a horse-drawn carriage and a donkey cart.

"Great Protector!"

"Niu Mang, here's some candy for you!"

The little dumpling peeled off the brown paper and threw the sesame-coated gummy candy into Niu Mang's mouth. Lin Jia'er was a little scared, so she hugged Xiao Die's arm.

"Ma Hu, open your mouth."

"Thank you, Great Protector!"

Ma Hu chewed on a gummy candy with a crooked mouth.

Niu Mang chewed on the candy and asked curiously, "Great Protector, what kind of candy is this? It's so delicious."

"This is chewing gum."

"What?"

The little dumpling grinned and said, "Are you stupid? There's no wife in a wife cake, and there's no cowhide in a cowhide candy!"

"That's true. It would be great if there was a wife in the wife cake, hehe." Niu Mang grinned foolishly.

"You wish!"

Niu Mang looked at Lin Jia'er.

Lin Jia'er said weakly, "I don't eat beef!"

Niu Mang grinned and said, "Little girl, would you like to ride in the oxcart? I'll take you back."

"No need, we need to be down-to-earth."

Little Dumpling declined Niu Mang's offer in advance.

Lin Jia'er originally wanted to ride in an oxcart, but after hearing what the little dumpling said, she chimed in, "I want to be down-to-earth!"

"Alright, let's go haul coal from the mountains then!"

Niu Mang and Ma Hu left, pulling the cart.

The little dumpling and his friends continued running towards Sunset Peak.

...

Sunset Peak, Dragon and Tiger Temple.

The little dumpling tossed a gummy bear to the gatekeeper, Golden Horn.

"Thank you, Great Protector!"

Golden Horn wagged its tail happily.

The little dumpling shared the few gummy candies she had in her pocket with Ziyue and the others, saying, "Hehe, these are from Sister Qing'er."

"Miss Zhao is back?!"

Ziyue and the others had smiles in their eyes.

Lin Jia'er and Xiao Die were doing their homework on their own, while Xiao Tuanzi ran deep into the Taoist temple to find Zhang Fulong.

Not long after, Qin Luo and his group arrived at Longhu Temple. Every time Chu Peiran came, he was shocked and couldn't help but sigh, "Longhu Temple is still so simple. It hasn't changed at all over the years."

Qin Luo chuckled and said, "My master likes this style."

Miss Zhao nodded, "My father has discussed it with Master Zhao many times, but he just doesn't want to repair the Taoist temple."

"A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals who dwell there!"

Of all the powerful elders that Chu Peiran had visited, each one was incredibly simple, but Zhang Fulong was undoubtedly the most unassuming.

In the backyard of the Taoist temple, Zhang Fulong held a bowl of porridge. He watched Lin Jia'er do her homework and gently reminded her, "Jia'er, write smaller characters to save a lot of paper."

"Yes, Grandmaster!"

Lin Jia'er nodded obediently.

Chu Peiran and Zhao Qing'er arrived at the backyard of the Taoist temple and respectfully greeted, "Master Zhang!"

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