Qin Luo headed east.
A cool sea breeze blew in his face. Even in his divine soul form, Qin Luo could feel the coolness of the sea breeze on his cheeks, and the warm sunshine made him feel very comfortable.
Ordinary ghosts exposed to sunlight would quickly dissipate, but Qin Luo was unaffected.
There is a magnificent city by the sea.
Viewing Cangcheng.
The waves crashed violently against the beach.
Qin Luo noticed that there were many people on the beach.
A towering statue of the Dragon King stands by the sea. An old Taoist priest in a yellow robe stands before the statue, performing rituals. He holds a peach wood sword and talismans, and prays incessantly.
Qin Luo noticed that the sea was turbulent and a dark cloud was approaching the shore at great speed.
Boom!
A thunderclap resounded.
A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.
The old Taoist priest hurriedly retreated, his altar destroyed by lightning, leaving the ground in a mess.
The surrounding people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, crying out in terror, "Dragon King, spare us! Dragon King, spare us!"
The old Taoist priest frowned as he gazed at the dark clouds approaching the sea. Holding a peach wood sword, he said solemnly, "The people here worship you. They are innocent. If you have any grievances, you can tell me."
A dragon's roar echoed from the dark clouds, "Heh heh, the Great Xia Dynasty is cruel and inhumane, it is Heaven's will that they perish!"
That deafening sound.
It terrified ordinary people.
The old Taoist priest frowned, unsure of what to do; the Dragon King was someone he couldn't afford to offend.
“Even He can’t protect Himself, yet you still want to stir up trouble? You’re really courting death.”
A faint voice echoed between heaven and earth.
The old Taoist priest looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qin Luo, with a full head of white hair, standing not far away. His Taoist robe was fluttering in the wind, and he looked like an immortal who had ascended to heaven.
"How dare a mere ghost be so insolent before me?"
The Dragon King's voice was laced with disdain.
"Thunder Magic".
Qin Luo, with his hands behind his back, said softly, "Dragon-Slaying Platform!"
With a single command, a golden sea of lightning burst forth, countless bolts of lightning surging into the dark clouds like chains.
The old Taoist priest stared wide-eyed as the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a golden dragon bound by chains. The massive dragon struggled desperately but could not break free from the chains formed by the tribulation lightning.
A chilling longsword lay across the depths of the sea of thunder.
Like a guillotine.
"It really is the Dragon-Slaying Platform!"
The old Taoist priest trembled with fear. He had heard of the Dragon-Slaying Platform from the elders, which was created by the Taoist Ancestor when he suppressed the dragon race. Only the direct descendants of the Taoist Ancestor could summon the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
"Master, spare my life!"
The Dragon King's voice trembled.
Qin Luo stood with his hands behind his back. "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. You shouldn't vent your anger on the common people."
"Little God knows his mistake!"
Fear filled the Dragon King's eyes.
Qin Luo said coldly, "Be careful in your next life."
The Dragon King was sent to the Dragon-Slaying Platform, where the sharp longsword gleamed with a cold light. The Dragon King trembled all over: "Daoist Master, spare my life! This humble god is willing to submit to you and serve you with my life."
Seeing that the Dragon King was about to be killed, the old Taoist priest quickly spoke up, using his divine sense to transmit his voice, "Taoist priest, please spare his life, otherwise the East Sea will be in chaos."
Qin Luo thought for a moment. If Longhai were leaderless, it would inevitably lead to chaos, and the innocent people would suffer in the end. He looked at the Dragon King and said in a deep voice, "I can spare your life, but you must protect the people and fishermen of the East Sea from now on."
"Your humble servant obeys!"
The Dragon King was so frightened that he nodded repeatedly.
Qin Luo waved his sleeve, and the sea of lightning dissipated. Then, the Dragon King transformed into a golden-haired old man, who bowed to Qin Luo and said, "Thank you for sparing my life, Daoist."
"You should thank this old Taoist priest."
"Thank you very much, venerable Taoist priest."
The old Taoist priest was flattered.
The Dragon King slunk away, and the East Sea returned to calm, with bright sunlight shining down on the ground.
The surrounding people looked up and saw the old Taoist priest wiping the sweat from his brow. One man exclaimed excitedly, "Master Wei, you are truly amazing!"
"Master Wei, has the Dragon King's anger subsided?"
The old Taoist priest nodded awkwardly, "The Dragon King's anger has subsided, you can go out to sea to fish from now on."
"As expected of Master Wei."
"Master Wei, you are the reincarnation of Zhenwu."
The old Taoist priest blushed a little at their words. If it weren't for Qin Luo's help, he would have been torn to pieces by the Dragon King long ago, and Guancang City might have even suffered the Dragon King's wrath.
The people couldn't see Qin Luo, nor could they hear his conversation with the Dragon King, so they mistakenly believed that the old Taoist priest had persuaded the Dragon King.
The old Taoist priest wanted to explain, but Qin Luo walked away into the distance. He didn't have time to explain, "Please clean this place up. I'll take my leave now."
"Respectfully seeing off the Taoist priest!"
The people's faces were filled with joy.
The old Taoist priest caught up with Qin Luo and said respectfully, "This humble Taoist priest is Wei Zhiyuan, from Luofu Temple in the south. May I ask how you should address me, Master?"
"I am Qin Luo from Longhu Temple."
Qin Luo thought of Luofu Grotto-heaven, where Xu Wuyou had mentioned discussing Dao with Zhang Fulong.
"Does the senior know about Luofu Grotto-heaven?"
Wei Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, "Our Luofu Temple originated from Luofu Grotto-heaven."
Qin Luo was surprised by this coincidence. He smiled and said, "My master is called Zhang Fulong. I heard that he once went to Luofu Cave to discuss the Dao. I wonder if you remember him?"
Wei Zhiyuan shook his head awkwardly. Luofu Cave Heaven collapsed ten thousand years ago, and he had never seen it. Luofu Temple only inherited the legacy of Luofu Cave Heaven.
Hearing Qin Luo's master discussing the Dao in Luofu Cave Heaven, Wei Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with awe, proving that his master was an ancient monster from ten thousand years ago. "Daoist Qin, are you now an immortal who has transcended the heavens?"
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