early morning.
A thick fog blanketed the area.
Sunset Peak, Dragon and Tiger Temple.
Outside the Taoist temple, Jinjiao left the 'doghouse', his whole body glowing with golden light, and then transformed into a child with a golden horn on his forehead.
Golden Horn quickly returned to its original form. Wu Xuantian stepped out of the door god image and asked with a smile, "Little Golden Horn, it was good to transform into human form. Why did you turn back?"
"Hehe, it's so much more comfortable being a gatekeeper. I get to eat every day. If I were in a Taoist temple, I'd have to work every day and only get porridge." Golden Horn crawled into his 'doghouse' and continued sleeping.
The backyard of the Taoist temple.
Qin Luo got up early and went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Although Hua Ying left behind the ingredients for eight-treasure porridge when she left, he still cooked plain porridge, mainly because it was simple.
Ziyue and the others got up one after another. Jin Yan went down the mountain to fetch water, and Caixia cleaned the Taoist temple. When the little dumpling woke up, the Taoist temple became lively. She played with Jia'er's roly-poly toys.
Laughter echoed continuously in the backyard of the Taoist temple.
Zi Yue sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, cultivating.
She is currently focusing on meditating on talismans in her mind, and she is already able to set up formations with her thoughts.
Qin Luo carried a pot of porridge into the courtyard.
"Jia'er, come and have some porridge after you've washed your hands."
"Okay, Uncle Qin."
Lin Jia'er was as light as a swallow, and in the blink of an eye she ran to the water vat. Xiao Tuanzi and Xuan Qing both ran to wash their hands.
Qin Luo served them porridge and reminded them, "Little dumpling, be careful when you take Jia'er to play."
"Boss, I understand."
The little dumpling winked playfully. She knew what Qin Luo meant, so naturally she wouldn't involve Lin Jia'er in drinking games.
Qin Luo and the others were drinking porridge, while the little dumpling was eating purple fruit. "Junior Sister, aren't you going to drink porridge?"
Zi Yue sat cross-legged on the platform, shaking her head with a smile, "Senior brother, I eat the clouds and drink the dew."
Qin Luo nodded. Years had passed, his junior sister had embarked on the path of cultivation, while he had returned to a life of drinking porridge.
After finishing the porridge.
Qin Luo was doing his morning exercises in the backyard of the Taoist temple. A pure aura rose from his body, which was even whiter than the clouds and mist in the mountains.
The little ones all practiced boxing with Qin Luo.
As the morning mist dissipated, the rosy dawn fell upon Longhu Temple, and the purple moon shimmered with a silvery glow.
The morning glow fell upon Qin Luo, and his pure aura swirled like clouds and mist, making his figure appear and disappear.
After finishing her morning exercise, Lin Jia'er looked at Qin Luo and asked, "Uncle Qin, can I go out and play with the Great Protector?"
Qin Luo smiled and nodded, "Don't go to dangerous places, and be careful on the road."
"Okay!"
Lin Jia'er nodded happily.
Qin Luo looked at Xiao Die and nodded to her. Xiao Die understood and followed closely beside Lin Jia'er.
Little Dumpling led Xuanqing and Lin Jia'er away from Longhu Temple, and the temple became quiet. Qin Luo looked at Ziyue, who was cultivating, and asked with a smile, "Junior Sister, I'm going to Mirror Lake Academy. Do you want to come with me?"
"OK!"
Zi Yue opened her clear eyes.
Qin Luo thought she would have to cultivate like before.
Outside Jinghu Village, what used to be wasteland is now a vast expanse of fertile farmland.
Chen Xingzhou and Lao Gao were turning over the soil with hoes when Qin Luo passed by and said seriously, "Old Chen, you should be careful and not overwork yourselves."
"Master, we're not old yet, you don't need to worry!" Old Gao waved his hands repeatedly, smiling contentedly.
Chen Xingzhou nodded, "Yes, we're in good health, this kind of work is no problem for us."
Qin Luo smiled and nodded, "Then you two get back to work."
Ziyue smiled and waved.
...
Jinghu Academy.
As soon as Qin Luo and his group arrived at the academy gate, they encountered Dong Jisheng, who was carrying two bundles of firewood. He was wearing thin clothes, had a ruddy complexion, and looked very energetic.
"Old Dong!"
Qin Luo and Zi Yue shouted at the same time.
Dong Jisheng carried two bundles of firewood and walked a long way along the mountain path. His breathing remained steady, and his eyes grew brighter. "Daoist Master, Little Fairy, these are the fruits I just picked in the mountains. They look pretty good, but unfortunately there's only one."
Dong Jisheng took out the purple fruit he had just picked.
Qin Luo and Zi Yue were both surprised. This was a purple fruit, not something you could just pick up in the mountains.
It's possible that the mountain gods dropped it after they got drunk last night, but that's highly unlikely. They all know the value of the purple fruit, so they would definitely hide it well. The most likely explanation is that the little dumpling deliberately placed the purple fruit on Dong Jisheng's only path.
Qin Luo smiled and said softly, "Old Dong, I used to eat the winter dates you picked when I was helping you carry firewood. I couldn't accept something for nothing. Besides, you gave us so many salted peanuts the other day, and I was thinking about how to thank you."
"Peanuts in the field are worthless."
Dong Jisheng waved his hand and said.
Qin Luo reminded him, "Elder Dong, this purple fruit is destined for you. If you give it away, you might miss out on a great opportunity. Take it back and eat it before you go to sleep."
"Oh well."
Dong Jisheng had no choice but to put the purple fruit back in his pocket.
Why did you, senior, carry firewood for Mirror Lake Academy?
“When Jinghu Academy was first built, stonemasons, blacksmiths, and carpenters from the surrounding area came to help for free. Everyone knew that it was the hope of Ziyun Mountain Range. I also wanted to contribute, but I didn’t have any skills, so I could only carry firewood.”
"Mr. Dong, thank you for your hard work."
"Doing these things is meaningful, and not hard work."
...
Qin Luo and Zi Yue arrived at the training ground, while Dong Jisheng carried two bundles of firewood to the woodshed near the kitchen.
On the training ground.
Wu Shashen was practicing his fist techniques. He exuded a powerful aura, and his skin was covered in a layer of golden light.
Qin Luo said with a smile, "Brother Wu, congratulations!"
"Master Dao, I should be thanking you. I woke up to find that I had condensed a martial arts golden body. If I encounter that tiger demon again, I only need three punches, no, one punch!"
Wu Shashen rubbed his hands together, "Master Dao, could you spar with me for a bit?"
"bring it on."
Qin Luo smiled slightly.
Zi Yue retreated to the edge of the training ground.
Wu Shashen clenched his fist, his whole body radiating golden light, like a golden furnace, with heat waves rolling across the ground.
Qin Luo smiled and extended a hand, "Please!"
"Master Dao, be careful!"
Wu Shashen threw a punch forward, the light of his fist like the blazing sun, the wind howled, and the surrounding space became distorted.
Qin Luo stood still, slowly raising his hand, a gentle breeze swirling around his sleeve, exuding an otherworldly charm.
The moment Wu Shashen got close to Qin Luo, his body went out of control, and his fist was grabbed by Qin Luo's hand.
Qin Luo grabbed Wu Shashen's fist, turned around and used the force to throw Wu Shashen away.
Zi Yue's eyes were filled with laughter. Senior brother is still as amazing as ever!
Wu Shashen was thrown more than ten feet away before stopping. He had an incredulous expression on his face. "I clearly felt that Daoist Master did not exert any force. Why was I so easily thrown away by Daoist Master?"
Qin Luo smiled and said, "Avoiding the sharp edge and using softness to overcome hardness—these principles are all in my set of health-preserving boxing."
"It seems I need to study health preservation boxing more carefully in the future!" Wu Shashen did not expect that health preservation boxing would be so powerful in actual combat.
"I'll seek your guidance another day."
"no problem."
Wu Shashen was practicing his health-preserving boxing in the training ground, Qin Luo and Zi Yue came to the tea room, Linglong was preparing lessons by the window, and Meng Bai was carefully correcting the students' essays.
The title of the article is 'Contest'.
Qin Luo was eager to know what the children would write.
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