Qin Luo knew that Cao Mang wanted to test his strength.
"Can."
Qin Luo did not refuse.
There was nothing to do at the Taoist temple.
Zi Yue had never seen her senior brother make a move before, and her eyes were filled with curiosity. Even Jin Yan was looking forward to it.
The county magistrate wanted to know the background of Longhu Temple, so Cao Mang wanted to test Qin Luo's strength.
Qin Luo stood calmly in front of Cao Mang.
"Immortal Master, you must be careful."
The Taoist temple was quiet. Suddenly, Cao Mang drew his sword. His eyes were fierce, and he drew the sword quickly, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The moment the sword appeared, a strong wind was stirred up.
A martial artist who can unleash sword energy is at least a master of martial arts; the sword energy arrives before the sword itself.
Qin Luo relaxed. He stood still and used his divine sense to create an invisible barrier, which blocked the sword energy.
Cao Mang's sword stopped a foot away from Qin Luo, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it an inch. He immediately realized how terrifying the refined and amiable young Taoist priest in front of him was.
He didn't even have a chance to make three strikes.
Zi Yue and Jin Yan's eyes were filled with admiration.
If the Taoist disciples are so powerful, Zhang Fulong must be even more powerful. Cao Mang concluded that the Longhu Temple was not to be trifled with.
"It's like an ant trying to shake a tree; I'm overestimating myself." Cao Mang lowered his stance, and his previous domineering attitude disappeared.
"I appreciate your concession."
Qin Luo withdrew his divine sense.
Cao Mang sheathed his sword and smiled apologetically, "I urge Master Zhang to come to the county office as soon as possible, otherwise I will have difficulty explaining myself."
"I will remind Master."
"Thank you for your help, Immortal Master."
Just as Cao Mang was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Excuse me, Immortal Master, do you still have any paintings of door gods?"
"Yes, I have."
Ziyue quickly answered.
Cao Mang had heard that the door gods of Longhu Temple could ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune. At first, he did not believe it, but now that he had witnessed Qin Luo's power, he naturally believed in the door gods of Longhu Temple. "Please give me two of these, little fairy."
Okay.
"Two coins in total!"
Cao Mang handed Zi Yue two copper coins.
Qin Luo personally escorted Cao Mang away from Longhu Temple.
"We're finally open for business!"
Ziyue put the copper coin into her pocket, and she and Jinyan returned to the hall to continue observing the landscape painting.
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Jinyang City, County Government Office.
After Cao Mang returned, he came to the main hall and said, "Sir, Zhang Fulong is in seclusion and has no time to come to the county office."
Zhou Dapeng sat on the sandalwood chair and said, "Even you can't be persuaded. It seems that Longhu Temple is no ordinary place."
Cao Mang said in a deep voice, "Longhu Temple is indeed not simple. Zhang Fulong's disciples are very powerful cultivators. They are not people we can afford to offend."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Dapeng frowned and said, "We can't afford to offend the Dragon Tiger Temple, nor can we afford to offend the Imperial Observatory. Now, every household in Jinyang City is putting up door gods. If the imperial court finds out, they will definitely punish us."
"Sir, is it really that serious?"
Zhou Dapeng, who was obese, said with a serious expression, "It might be more serious than you think."
Cao Mang was somewhat embarrassed. He had just bought two door god paintings at Longhu Temple and wanted to paste them on his door to ward off evil spirits.
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