Bailu Temple.

A girl in a purple dress stood in mid-air.

"Hua Ying from the Imperial Observatory has come to pay a visit!"

The crisp sound was like the tinkling of a wind chime.

An elderly man dressed in a yellow Taoist robe appeared in front of the main hall and said respectfully, "Song Jing of Bailu Temple respectfully welcomes the fairy."

Hua Ying's purple dress fluttered in the wind, exuding nobility and elegance. She walked on air and appeared in the Taoist temple in the blink of an eye.

Tang Yao arrived shortly after, riding her sword.

Song Jing bowed his head respectfully, "Fairy, may I ask why you have come to Bailu Temple so late at night?"

Hua Ying did not answer. She walked into the main hall of the Taoist temple. The main hall had two tablets, one for Heaven and one for Earth, but no tablet for the Taoist Ancestor. Such Taoist temples were very common in the Great Xia territory. They dared not enshrine the Taoist Ancestor for fear of causing trouble.

Even the Dao Ancestor dares not worship him, so how dare he confer divine titles? Hua Ying does not believe that the cultivators of Bailu Temple would dare to confer divine titles.

She looked at Song Jing, who was following behind her, and asked, "Have any younger members left Bailu Temple recently?"

Tang Yao panicked a little.

She felt she was about to be unable to keep it a secret any longer.

After pondering for a moment, Song Jing said in a deep voice, "Reporting to the fairy, no young juniors have left the Taoist temple recently."

Are you sure?

"Sure!"

Are there any Taoist temples nearby?

There shouldn't be any other Taoist temples nearby.

Hearing Song Jing's answer, Tang Yao was finally relieved and turned to leave Bailu Temple.

After leaving Bailu Temple, Huaying's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "Yaoyao, you continue your investigation of the young Taoist priest in the north. I'll return to the capital first. Let me know immediately if you have any news."

"promise!"

Tang Yao flew away on her sword.

The strange beast pulled the purple-gold carriage away.

Inside the carriage, Hua Ying remembered that the chess master Meng Yuan was nearby, so she changed her mind at the last minute, "Let's go to Misty Hidden Mountain!"

The strange beast pulled the carriage towards Misty Hidden Mountain.

...

Baiyun Town.

Lu Xian strolled around for a while.

He discovered that the Zhao family was the richest.

Lu Xian appeared in Zhao Fugui's dream.

"Don't be afraid. I am Lu Xian, the City God. I have something I'd like to ask Zhao Shanren for help with." Lu Xian said with a kind smile.

Upon hearing that it was the City God, Zhao Fugui trembled with fear. "What are your orders, City God?"

Lu Xian cupped his hands in greeting, a smile on his face. "I would like to trouble you to build a City God Temple on the land temple outside Baiyun Town. You can become the temple keeper of the City God Temple in the future, and I can arrange a position for you in the underworld after you die."

"no problem!"

"Thank you, City God!"

Zhao Fugui nodded without hesitation. Being a temple keeper could earn money, and after death, he could stay in the City God Temple to take care of his descendants. He naturally didn't want to miss such a good job.

Lu Xian left with a smile.

...

The next day, early morning.

Snowflakes were falling in the Zhao family's courtyard.

Zhao Fugui was overjoyed. "Qing'er, good news! Last night, the City God appeared in your father's dream."

"Father, what are you saying?"

Zhao Qing'er was somewhat puzzled. She was holding a hooded cloak and preparing to head towards Luoxia Peak.

"Last night, the City God appeared to me in a dream, telling me to build a City God Temple on the land god temple outside Baiyun Town, and to become the temple keeper. He also promised that I could stay and serve in the City God Temple after I die."

Zhao Fugui couldn't stop smiling.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qing'er frowned slightly. "Father, building a City God Temple near Baiyun Town will definitely affect the incense offerings of Longhu Temple. You'd better ask the immortal masters of Longhu Temple."

"broken."

"How could I forget about that?"

Zhao Fugui looked nervous. He had promised the City God, and if he went back on his word now, his lifespan would probably be coming to an end soon. Offending the Dragon Tiger Temple and provoking the Immortal Master would also cause him trouble.

"Father, don't worry, let's go to Longhu Temple first and discuss it with Master Zhang, and see what he thinks."

"Qing'er, what you said makes sense."

......

Sunset Peak, Dragon and Tiger Temple.

Qin Luo stood outside the Taoist temple, looking at the sea of ​​clouds and snow-capped mountains before him, a vast expanse of white.

The mountain roads were covered in snow, but Qin Luo simply waved his hand and the snow was blown away.

Golden Horn lay in a square wooden box, a wooden house Qin Luo had made for it to shelter it from the wind and rain.

"Alas!"

"It's snowing!"

Ziyue came into the courtyard, reached out to catch the snowflakes, and hopped and skipped in the snow, leaving tiny footprints.

Jin Yan looked at the old peach tree in the courtyard and asked, "Junior Sister, why is this peach tree still blooming?"

The world was covered in a blanket of silver.

There is a splash of bright red in Longhu Temple.

"Master said this is a divine tree that blooms for a thousand years and bears the fruit of immortality. Eating one will grant you eternal life." Ziyue was hoping that the peach tree would bear fruit soon.

"I see."

Jin Yan's eyes were filled with awe.

Qin Luo returned to the backyard, took out the golden gourd, poured out two large bowls of dew, and gave them to Zi Yue and Jin Yan. Then he went to the kitchen to make ginger soup, which was prepared for the people who came to Longhu Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

After drinking the dew.

Ziyue was practicing her swordplay in the courtyard.

Jin Yan waved a wooden stick in the yard.

They were bathed in a soft glow.

After brewing the ginger soup, Qin Luo came to the peach tree and sat cross-legged on the platform. At that moment, the snow stopped falling in the courtyard, the thick fog in the mountains dissipated, and a ray of rosy light fell on the Dragon Tiger Temple. Then the whole courtyard became bright.

Ziyue felt that winters used to be very cold at home, and she would get chilblains on her face. Now, wearing a thin Taoist robe, she didn't feel cold at all, and the sunlight felt especially warm on her body.

After stretching their muscles and bones, Zi Yue and Jin Yan sat cross-legged beside Qin Luo to cultivate, silently reciting the "Scripture of Salvation".

"Chu mi".

The little dumpling came into the yard and nestled on Qin Luo's shoulder, its tuft of hair swaying from side to side.

The courtyard was warm and cozy.

Even the purple-haired fairy inside the jade pendant could sense it.

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