The town is surrounded by rapeseed flowers.
Looking up, you see a golden sea of flowers.
The scene seemed familiar. Qin Luo walked on the ridge of the field, with golden rapeseed flowers on both sides, and many bees collecting nectar among the flowers. There were many beehives placed in the field.
Click click click!
The little dumpling manipulated its tiny scissors, flying back and forth to cut off clusters of rapeseed flowers, having a wonderful time.
Qin Luo turned to look at her.
Sensing the sharp gaze, the little girl's smile vanished in an instant. She put the small scissors away and muttered softly, "Boss, I'm just testing how sharp the knife is."
Qin Luo didn't say anything to her, but looked at the rapeseed field and said with a smile, "When I was a child, I lived in the countryside. The fields near my house were full of rapeseed flowers. On a sunny afternoon, I found a particularly straight stick and used it as a sword, treating the rapeseed flowers in the field as demons and monsters. I spent the whole afternoon cutting them down but still couldn't finish. In the end, my dad caught me and whipped my bottom with the stick. My bottom still hurts when I think about it now."
"Hahaha."
The little dumpling laughed so hard she almost fell over.
I never imagined that the eldest brother had been beaten before.
Qin Luo looked at the little dumpling and said seriously, "None of us are born with knowledge, so we have to learn. You must remember that it is wrong to destroy crops at will."
"Uh-huh."
The little dumpling nodded emphatically.
Qin Luo raised his hand, and the little dumpling instinctively covered its head, thinking it was going to be eaten again. All the rapeseed flowers that had fallen on the ground floated up, and the cut rapeseed flowers were restored to their original state.
Looking at the rapeseed flowers in front of him, Qin Luo thought of his parents. He was born in the countryside but never suffered. He not only had enough to eat but also snacks. He spent a happy childhood in the village. When he reached school age, his mother rented a room in the city to cook for him, while his father worked outside to earn money.
"well!"
Qin Luo couldn't help but sigh.
Hearing Qin Luo's sigh, the little dumpling asked weakly, "Big brother, did I upset you?"
"No."
Qin Luo shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about these things, and continued walking towards Caiyun Peak.
A whooshing sound echoed through the sky.
A cultivator approached Rainbow Cloud Peak on a flying sword.
The cultivator had just approached Rainbow Cloud Peak when he plummeted from the sky with a loud crash, causing a great commotion. The townspeople were not surprised; such occurrences were common.
Qin Luo arrived at the foot of Caiyun Peak, where there were many pits. A man in a blue robe was lying in one of the pits, his expression pained.
"Do you need any help?"
Qin Luo looked at the cultivator in the pit.
The man in the blue robe looked to be around thirty years old. He raised his hand and said, "Taoist Master, could you lend me a hand?"
Qin Luo reached out and pulled the man in the blue robe out of the pit. Even though he was a cultivator, falling from such a height would have seriously injured him.
"What bad luck!"
The man in the blue robe endured the pain and took out a bottle of healing pills from his storage ring. After taking the pills, his complexion became rosy. "I didn't expect there to be a restriction here."
Qin Luo bowed slightly and said softly, "Fellow Daoist, are you also here to visit Immortal Caiyun?"
The man in the blue robe nodded. "My name is Wei Junjie, from Jiangkou. I have been trying to establish my foundation for over ten years, but I have been unable to form my core. I heard that there are immortals living in Caiyun, so I came to try my luck."
"Then let's go up the mountain together."
"OK."
Wei Junjie sheathed his spirit sword and followed Qin Luo with a limp, asking curiously, "Where are you from, Daoist Master?"
The little dumpling answered first, "We come from the Longhu Temple in the Ziyun Mountains. My boss is Qin Luo, the eldest disciple of the Longhu Temple, and I am the chief protector of the Longhu Temple, the little dumpling."
Wei Junjie clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, his expression excited, and said, "So Master Qin is a celestial master from Longhu Temple! I've heard so much about you!"
Qin Luo was somewhat surprised. Along the way, he knew very few people about Longhu Temple. "Brother Wei knows about Longhu Temple?"
Wei Junjie shook his head awkwardly, "Master Qin, I am a rogue cultivator and don't have much knowledge. Please don't mind."
"Our Longhu Temple is just a small Taoist temple, Brother Wei, you don't need to worry about it," Qin Luo said with a smile.
At the foot of Caiyun Peak, streams flow around, and there are numerous pavilions and towers in the mountains. The peak is shrouded in colorful clouds, and the entire Caiyun Peak is under a very strong restriction, making cultivators no different from ordinary people.
There is a stone tablet in front of the first pavilion.
There was a passage written on the stone tablet. Wei Junjie frowned and said, "There are nineteen chess puzzles on Caiyun Peak from bottom to top. Solving them all will allow you to ascend to Caiyun Peak. Everyone has three chances, but I don't know how to play chess."
"Since we're already here, let's give it a try."
Qin Luo smiled and encouraged him.
"Too."
Wei Junjie followed Qin Luo to the first pavilion. A chessboard was placed on the stone table. The game was very complicated, and there were not many places to place a piece.
Qin Luo saw many ways to win the game. He picked up a black piece, and the piece made a crisp clinking sound when it was placed on the board. Golden light rose from the pavilion.
A flash of golden light.
Qin Luo left the pavilion and walked forward.
Wei Junjie wanted to follow Qin Luo, but was stopped by the restriction. He quickly picked up the black chess piece, only to find that the chess game on the board was completely different from before.
"Let's just guess."
Wei Junjie made his move based on intuition.
Golden light appeared on the chessboard, and Wei Junjie was overjoyed. "Hehe, I actually guessed right."
Qin Luo walked into the second exquisite pavilion. He glanced at the chessboard and made his move without hesitation.
As golden light appeared, Qin Luo headed to the third pavilion. Wei Junjie didn't even look at the chessboard; he simply placed the chess pieces on it, and the black pieces he placed disappeared.
Wei Junjie had to move the pieces to other positions, but fortunately, this time he successfully lit up the pavilion.
When Qin Luo arrived at the third pavilion, there was a young man in white sitting in front of a chessboard, deep in thought. The little dumpling spat out a hawthorn pit from his mouth, cleared his throat, and said, "Young man, may I ask you politely, are you up to the task?"
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