evening.

At the foot of Luoxia Peak.

Ziyue was catching fish in the river.

Since Qin Luo left Longhu Temple, Zi Yue has not had any porridge. Because of her cultivation, she does not feel hungry. If she wants to eat meat, she goes to the market at the foot of the mountain to buy meat buns.

Every evening.

Ziyue would come to the river to catch fish for a while.

"Waaaaah."

The little otter emerged from the water, clutching a small fish.

"Little cutie, you're amazing!"

Ziyue put the small fish into a bamboo jar.

The little otter covered its mouth and laughed.

Its big, adorable eyes are so cute; it's the little otter Qin Luo encountered before.

The little otter was also looking for Qin Luo, so it ran to the vicinity of Longhu Temple and was discovered by Ziyue a couple of days ago.

Looking at the many small fish in the bamboo jar, Zi Yue smiled sweetly, "So many little fish, thank you, little cutie!"

"Waaaaah."

The little otter shook its head.

I'll come find you again tomorrow!

Purple Moon waved to it.

The little otter also waved its tiny paws.

As the sun sets and the purple moon rises over the mountain, the little whirlwind carries her, like a banished immortal riding the wind.

"Chu mi!"

The little dumpling arrived at Longhu Temple.

Ziyue poured all the small fish out of the bamboo jar. "Little dumpling, you should eat more. When your senior brother comes back and sees that you've gotten fatter, he'll definitely praise me."

"Chu mi chu mi!"

The little dumpling nodded.

One small fish at a time.

The little dumpling has been eating all over the place lately. The golden eagle and Xiongshan give it good food, and Ziyue catches fish for it. It's getting fatter and fatter, and its feathers are starting to turn red.

After her senior brother left, the Taoist temple was very busy. Ziyue only had time to go out and fish in the evening. When she returned to the backyard, she saw Jin Yan sitting cross-legged under the peach tree, cultivating, with golden light emanating from his body.

Seeing her junior brother cultivating diligently, Zi Yue dared not slack off and immediately drew talismans on the ground.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, Zi Yue forgets the time, drawing countless runes throughout the courtyard.

When Zhang Fulong arrived in the courtyard, he saw the runes covering the ground, and his deep eyes were filled with shock.

"A rune array?"

"Zi Yue, who taught you that?"

"Master, I was just drawing for fun."

Zi Yue smiled and casually combined the runes she had learned without giving them much thought.

Zhang Fulong could see that she had a talent for setting up talisman arrays, which were far more powerful than simple talismans. "Ziyue, would you like to learn the strongest killing array in the world?"

"The strongest? A killing formation?"

Zi Yue tilted her head and looked at Zhang Fulong.

My master never has time for me, and now he's going to teach me the strongest killing formation? Are you kidding me?

Do you want to learn?

"think!"

Ziyue nodded.

Her eyes were filled with expectation.

Zhang Fulong went behind the peach tree, dug through the soil, and took out a black stone from the base of the peach tree.

Ziyue blinked.

Could there be other treasures hidden in the yard?

Zhang Fulong handed the black stone to Ziyue, saying, "The strongest killing formation is imprinted in this black stone. If you are destined to master it, you will be able to control it. If you are not, it is just a broken stone."

Purple Moon held the black stone.

She felt that Blackstone looked quite ordinary.

After Zhang Fulong left, Ziyue studied the dark stone. She observed it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. "If I give it to my senior brother, he will definitely be able to learn it."

......

late at night.

Qin Luo drank the dew.

Then I looked at the high mountains not far away.

The mountain was very tall, reaching straight into the clouds, and shaped like a coiled dragon. Golden Horn looked tense, as it could sense the aura of the ancient ferocious beast even from a great distance.

Qin Luo's eyes gleamed with golden light as he saw golden dragon bones; the mountain was a "Jingguan" made from dragon corpses.

It is unknown which powerful figure left it behind.

This dragon is stronger than the black dragon in the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. Even though it has been dead for many years, it still exudes a terrifying ferocity.

Qin Luo saw lights at the foot of the mountain and sensed the presence of a powerful cultivator. "Golden Horn, let's go take a look."

"Okay, boss."

Golden Horn nodded. Since following Qin Luo, it had seen many grand occasions and its courage had grown.

At the foot of Panlong Mountain.

Qin Luo and Jin Jiao arrived in front of the stone house.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair sat in the courtyard. He slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Young Taoist priest, why do you visit so late at night?"

Qin Luo cupped his hands in acknowledgment, "I just happened to be passing by and saw that this mountain was quite unique, so I came to take a look."

The white-haired old man stood up, his eyes narrowing slightly. "It seems the Daoist is interested in this dragon?"

"Does the senior recognize this dragon?"

Qin Luo could sense that this old man was no ordinary person.

The white-haired old man sighed softly, "It was the guardian deity of the Yan Kingdom, protecting its fortune. Later, it was killed by the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom and turned into a mound of corpses to intimidate the north."

Qin Luo was somewhat surprised.

This was the true Dragon God, powerful and different from those river dragons and lake dragons. He possessed the blessing of a nation's fortune, but in the end, he was killed by the Emperor of the Great Xia and turned into a mound of corpses.

The strength of the Great Xia Emperor is self-evident.

"Is the senior guarding its corpse?"

"It has protected the Yan Kingdom for tens of thousands of years and died for it. I intend to spend the rest of my life protecting it."

"I apologize for any inconvenience caused."

"It's alright."

Qin Luo bowed again to express his apologies, and then left with Jinjiao, as this place held special significance for the old man.

...

After leaving.

Qin Luo was thinking about the Emperor of Great Xia.

He looked forward to meeting this powerful figure.

Qin Luo took out a chestnut. "The taste is a bit off. I think I need to go back quickly, or it will spoil."

"Golden Horn, come into my arms."

"Okay, boss."

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