Time always flies when you're cultivating. When the market at the foot of the mountain became lively, Qin Luo and the others finished their morning practice and came to the main hall to prepare for a busy day.

Zhao Fugui arrived at the Taoist temple, panting heavily. "Little fairy, could you please inform Master Zhang that I have something very important to discuss with him?"

"no problem."

Ziyue ran deeper into the Taoist temple.

"Master, Patriarch Zhao wants to see you."

Upon hearing that the God of Wealth had arrived at Longhu Temple, Zhang Fulong was wide awake. "Quickly, invite him to the backyard."

Zhao Fugui arrived at the backyard, where Zhang Fulong, dressed in a golden Taoist robe and exuding an air of otherworldly elegance, coughed and asked, "Little Zhao, what brings you here?"

Zhao Fugui bowed respectfully. “Immortal Master, last night the City God appeared to me in a dream, asking me to build a City God Temple outside Baiyun Town. I couldn’t refuse, but I was also afraid of affecting the incense offerings of Longhu Temple.”

Zhang Fulong frowned. There was a City God Temple near Baiyun Town, which would definitely affect the incense offerings of Longhu Temple. He was afraid that the City God's dream was real, and he dared not offend the City God. With a dark face, he said, "This humble Taoist will give the City God some face."

"Thank you, Master Zhang! From now on, I will donate half of the incense money from the City God Temple to the Dragon Tiger Temple!"

Zhao Fugui bowed and thanked him.

Zhang Fulong was overjoyed. He was indeed his God of Wealth, bringing money every time he came. "Very well, I will help you bear half of the karma. If you have any trouble in the future, Longhu Temple will back you up."

"Thank you very much, Master Zhang!"

Zhao Fugui couldn't stop smiling.

After seeing Zhao Fugui off, Zhang Fulong rubbed his hands together. "It's so cold outside. In winter, the bed is still the most comfortable place."

...

Misty Mountain.

Hua Ying arrived near the mountain god temple.

She walked into the pavilion, looked at the chessboard in front of Meng Yuan, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "What an amazing chessboard!"

Meng Yuan was unaware of Hua Ying's arrival.

"Senior Chess Saint."

Hearing Hua Ying's shout, Meng Yuan woke up with a start. He looked around but couldn't see Qin Luo anywhere.

"Who are you looking for, senior?"

Hua Ying's eyes were filled with curiosity.

Meng Yuan stood up, bowed, and said, "So it's the Flower Fairy. I'm so sorry for not greeting you sooner."

Hua Ying looked at the chessboard. "Senior Chess Saint, your opponent in this game seems very strong. Who is he?"

"It's incredibly impressive!"

Meng Yuan looked at him with admiration, "Longhu Temple, Qin Luo, he is very young, but he is very remarkable."

Hua Ying thought of the young Taoist priest, and her fingertips glowed as she drew Qin Luo's image in the air.

"Is it him?"

"It's him."

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