"Miss Zhao."
Qin Luo and Zi Yue arrived at the front yard.
Zhao Qing'er bowed respectfully, her pretty face smiling, her eyes filled with reverence, "Qing'er greets the Immortal Master."
"Greetings, Immortal Master."
Zhao Qing'er's servants followed suit and bowed.
Sheffield and her personal maid did not bow.
Zi Yue smelled the aroma and noticed that Zhao Qing'er's servants were carrying a roast suckling pig. She couldn't help but swallow hard.
Qin Luo led them to the main hall to offer incense and pray for blessings.
Zhao Qing'er had visited several times, each time buying the best incense and candles from the Taoist temple. She stood before the portrait of the Taoist patriarch, praying with her left hand over her right, her eyes closed, and whispering, "Please, Taoist patriarch, bless the Zhao family with peace and protect my father with health and longevity."
“Feifei, the prayers here are very effective, why don’t you give it a try?” Zhao Qing’er looked at her best friend.
"Is the White Deer Temple truly effective?"
Sheffield's eyes held a hint of doubt.
"Qing'er, the environment here is far inferior to that of Bailu Temple, yet the price of incense and candles here is several times higher."
Qin Luo didn't mind the questioning and patiently explained, "Female benefactor, praying for blessings comes at a price. When you buy incense and candles at Longhu Temple, the price will be transferred to my master. The more money you pay, the greater the price my master will bear for you. Incense and candles at other Taoist temples may be cheaper, but you will be the ones paying the price."
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Zhao Qing'er recalled something, and her eyes welled up with tears. "When I was a child, I had a serious illness that lingered for a long time. My mother stopped eating and drinking and prayed for me. Not long after, I recovered, but my mother passed away."
Ziyue rubbed her eyes.
She is easily moved.
Sheffield was skeptical, but she wasn't short of money. She said haughtily, "Fine, give me a pair of incense sticks."
Ziyue handed her incense and candles.
Xie Fei bowed deeply and said, "Dao Ancestor, if you are efficacious, please bless my son to achieve high academic success."
Before leaving.
Zhao Qing'er put silver notes into the donation box.
Upon seeing this, Zi Yue handed Zhao Qing'er a picture of a door god, her face beaming with a sweet smile. "Miss Zhao, thank you for your donation. This picture of a door god is for you."
"Thank you, little fairy."
Zhao Qing'er took the door god portrait. She opened it, and the door gods inside were lifelike. "Little fairy, how much is this door god portrait? Can I buy a few more?"
Ziyue held up one finger. "One coin per piece, but each person can only buy a maximum of two pieces."
"Can I buy two more?"
"sure."
"Could you please bring two more, little fairy?"
"You're welcome."
Ziyue smiled radiantly.
That way, you'll soon have enough money to buy mutton soup.
Upon hearing that the door god portraits only cost one coin, Zhao Qing'er's servants eagerly took out their money to buy them. Having witnessed Qin Luo's prowess, they trusted the door gods of Longhu Temple.
Even Sheffield's personal maid bought a picture of a door god to take back and paste on the door.
"Feifei, don't you want it?"
"The painting is alright, but my door is made of golden silk wood, so it won't look good if I put it on." Xie Fei looked down on the door god paintings, feeling that it would be beneath her dignity to have them on her door.
"I feel fine."
Zhao Qing'er liked it very much.
Having sold seven paintings, Ziyue received seven coins. It was the first time she had ever had so much money. She personally saw Zhao Qing'er and the others off from the Taoist temple, waving her little hand vigorously with a bright smile on her face. "Miss Zhao, come and visit often in the future."
Yes, it will.
Zhao Qing'er nodded and smiled slightly.
She really liked the cute little girl.
On the way back, Xie Fei couldn't help but complain, "Qing'er, Longhu Temple looks no good. Come with me to Bailu Temple next time, and you'll know what the difference is."
"OK."
Zhao Qing'er did not argue with her.
...
Jinyang City, Treasure Pavilion.
After returning, Wu Qingliu went into seclusion in a secret room.
After Qin Luo's reminder, the spiritual energy within Wu Qingliu flowed from the lower dantian to the upper dantian, completing a full cycle, and he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
The spiritual energy from all four limbs and bones finally condensed in the lower dantian. A spring appeared in Wu Qingliu's dantian, accompanied by the appearance of golden spiritual liquid, which meant that he had successfully established his foundation.
"It's done!"
Wu Qingliu was overjoyed.
After decades of cultivation, he finally succeeded in establishing his foundation.
Wu Qingliu's complexion turned rosy. He had successfully established his foundation, which extended his lifespan by fifty years, giving him an extra half-life and even a chance to reach a higher realm.
In the early stages of Foundation Establishment, one might not seem like much in a celestial sect, but in a place like Jinyang City, such a person is one of the very few.
Wu Qingliu walked out of the secret room.
A middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes stood outside the door. He smiled and asked, "Old Wu, I heard that you spent several days at Longhu Temple discussing Taoism with Master Zhang. I wonder what you gained?"
He is Lin Gan, the owner of Zhenbaoge.
Lin Gan heard that Wu Qingliu had been to Longhu Temple for several days and mistakenly thought that he had been discussing Taoism with Zhang Fulong for several days.
Wu Qingliu's lips twitched awkwardly. He had been waiting outside the door for two days, and hadn't even exchanged a few words with Zhang Fulong when he entered the Taoist temple, let alone discussed the Tao for several days. "I was unable to discuss the Tao with Master Zhang, but his disciple helped me point out the problems in my cultivation, which is why I was fortunate enough to successfully establish my foundation today."
Lin Gan was overjoyed and said excitedly, "Elder Wu, now that you have successfully established your foundation, our Treasure Pavilion will have a place in the auction circle of Yanbei County."
Wu Qingliu was not arrogant. "The early stage of Foundation Establishment is nothing special. It's just that we've just stepped into the threshold of cultivation. If we can have the Dragon Tiger Temple as our backer, then the Treasure Pavilion can be on the table."
"That makes sense."
Lin Gan rubbed his hands together eagerly, "Old Wu, how can we win over Longhu Temple?"
Wu Qingliu pondered for a long time, "This is not easy to handle. I suggest that the Pavilion Master visit Longhu Temple more often and donate more incense money to leave a good impression on Master Zhang."
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