Longhu Temple.

Qin Luo slowly walked to the backyard.

He saw Zhang Fulong sitting under the peach tree.

"Master, why are you sitting here?"

I want to be alone.

Zhang Fulong's eyes dimmed.

Qin Luo originally wanted to ask the patriarch why he was expelled from the sect by the Dao Ancestor, but when he heard that his master wanted some peace and quiet, he didn't disturb him. He glanced at the old peach tree and then returned to his room.

The room was still simple.

The room still carried the scent of lingering flower petals.

Qin Luo's mouth watered, and with a light wave of his sleeve, a gentle breeze dispelled the lingering fragrance in the room.

He saw words on the wall.

The sunrise at Luoxia Peak is beautiful, and the sunset is equally beautiful. Ziyue is an innocent and adorable little girl, Jinyan is a kind and honest little monkey, Xiaotuanzi is noisy, Jinjiao is quiet, the senior likes to play dumb, Qin Luo is really dumb, Taohua doesn't like me, or maybe not just Taohua, but I like everyone.

Looking at Huaying's message.

Qin Luo smiled.

outside the house.

Zhang Fulong, however, was shedding tears.

...

The next day, early morning.

Qin Luo got up early and went to the backyard. The old Taoist robe that had been drying in the yard had already dried. He took the robe down, and the little dumpling stood on the peach tree and called out, waking up Zi Yue and Jin Yan.

After Huaying left.

Qin Luo felt that the Taoist temple had become deserted.

Just like when his senior brothers left, Qin Luo would miss them, but as time went by, he would get used to life without them. Time can take away all the joys and sorrows.

Qin Luo believed they would meet again, just like the wind that blew in their youth, it would eventually blow back.

Ziyue and Jinyan came into the courtyard. Qin Luo looked at them and said with a smile, "Sister Huaying left the Taoist temple last night. From now on, you two will be responsible for cleaning the temple."

"Okay, senior brother!"

Jin Yan grabbed the broom first.

"Senior brother, did Sister Huaying pay you?"

Ziyue blinked.

Qin Luo couldn't help but chuckle, "She didn't give me any money. I had completely forgotten about it until you mentioned it. No wonder Master was in such a bad mood last night."

"Hahaha."

Ziyue covered her mouth and chuckled.

Zhang Fulong carried his bundle through the backyard. Qin Luo noticed that his master was getting thinner and thinner. "Is Master on a diet?"

"have no idea."

Ziyue tilted her head.

Zhang Fulong leaves early and returns late every day, running around in the wind and snow. In his memory, he just received a letter from the Zhang family. He doesn't know how many times he has left Longhu Temple these days.

Qin Luo didn't ask.

Jin Yan sensed that his master was comprehending the Dao.

Ziyue only hoped that her master could bring Xueli back.

Qin Luo went to the kitchen to make ginger soup. Knowing that dew had magical effects, he poured a small amount of morning dew into the soup.

Jin Yan is shoveling snow.

Ziyue was in charge of cleaning the main hall.

They began to miss the days when the shadows of flowers were visible.

After brewing the ginger soup, Qin Luo went to the backyard and sat cross-legged on the platform to cultivate. The clouds and mist dissipated, and the morning glow fell on the Dragon Tiger Temple.

Qin Luo is close to heaven and earth, and he can borrow the power of this world, but he always feels that there is something missing in it.

At noon, during the Taoist temple's break, a burly man carried a wooden box to Longhu Temple. He placed the heavy box in the courtyard and said, "Immortal Master, this was given to me by Song Xiao from Yanbei City."

Qin Luo walked out of the main hall and said with a light laugh, "Benefactor, come in and rest for a while, and have a bowl of ginger soup."

"No need, I'll go down the mountain for mutton soup."

The burly man turned and left Longhu Temple.

Qin Luo opened the box, which was full of beef jerky in various flavors. He thought of Song Xiao and realized he didn't have a suitable gift for him, so he could only wish him good luck in his martial arts career.

"It smells so good!"

The fragrance could be smelled from a great distance.

Qin Luo smiled slightly, "You can't finish all this beef jerky, so why not share it with the people around here?"

"Okay, I'll take a few!"

Ziyue took nine pieces.

She wanted to bring it back to her parents, younger brother, and friends in the village when she went home for the Chinese New Year.

Jin Yan did not take it.

He wanted to become a strong person like his senior brother.

Qin Luo took out two pieces of beef jerky and placed them in the snow in front of the cabin. Jin Jiao and Xiao Tuanzi rushed out and ate the two pieces of beef jerky clean.

"Boss, is there any more?"

The little dumpling looked at Qin Luo.

Golden Horn wanted to eat but dared not speak.

Qin Luo tossed out two more pieces of beef jerky, saying, "You've been doing well lately, this is a reward for you."

"Thanks, boss!"

Little Dumpling and Golden Horn were overjoyed, one wagging its fiery red tuft of hair and the other wagging its five tails.

Qin Luo carried the wooden box to the porridge shop at the foot of the mountain. With a smile on his face, he said softly, "Miss Zhao, I have a box of beef jerky here. Please distribute it to the people who come to drink porridge."

"no problem."

Zhao Qing'er smiled sweetly and said softly, "Immortal Master, may I try some?"

"sure."

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

Zhao Qing'er took out beef jerky and distributed it to the children and elderly people who came to drink porridge. Qin Luo noticed that many children were wearing thin clothes. "Don't they have warm clothes?"

"no."

“They have thick clothes.”

Zhao Qing'er had given them thick old clothes.

"It must be because of eating peach blossom cakes that many elderly people who were previously sick have become healthy again, and the children's physical condition has greatly improved, making them unafraid of the cold."

"It seems they have to thank Miss Zhao."

"They thanked us."

...

evening.

The Fire Phoenix approached the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty. It was very fast, traveling to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, and could travel tens of millions of miles a day.

Hua Ying looked at the massive Taoist temple in the distant mountains and forests. There were two Wushang Temples, one in the bustling city of the capital and the other in the deep mountains and forests right in front of her.

"Princess, I must go back first."

"Ying'er, come find me in the capital when you're done with your work."

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