early morning.
Clouds and mist swirl around Luoxia Peak.
In the backyard of the Taoist temple, when Qin Luo finished his morning exercise, Xiao Die came over with the morning dew she had just collected. "Master, today's morning dew seems a bit special; it's golden."
Looking at the golden morning dew, Qin Luo smiled and said, "Xiao Die, give this bowl of morning dew to Jia'er."
"Yes, Master Dao."
Xiao Die presented the morning dew to Lin Jia'er.
Now that Lin Jia'er knows the benefits of eating the morning dew, she said crisply, "Sister Xiaodie, you should give the morning dew to the Great Protector. She needs it more than I do."
"But Master Dao made you drink it."
Xiao Die dared not disobey Qin Luo's orders.
The little dumpling yawned. She had agreed to help Zhao Qing'er take care of the child and was forced to get up early. "Jia'er, drink up. You're growing right now."
"Great Protector, I'm much taller than you!"
"How is that possible?"
The little dumpling stuck out her tuft of hair and cleared her throat. "Ahem, Xiaodie, who's taller?"
Xiao Die understood immediately. She looked at the slightly taller red-haired little dumpling and blinked, saying, "The Great Protector is even taller!"
"hey-hey."
The little dumpling proudly raised its head, "Jia'er, did you hear that? You need to drink more morning dew."
"All right."
Lin Jia'er picked up the bowl and finished drinking the morning dew. "It's so sweet! Today's morning dew is even sweeter than before."
"Porridge too."
Jin Yan and Cai Xia are drinking porridge.
Qin Luo and the others left Longhu Temple together, but after Lin Jia'er and Xiao Tuanzi arrived at the foot of the mountain, they rode Niu Mang's cart to Jinghu Academy, laughing and chatting all the way.
Jinghu Academy, Martial Arts Ground.
Wu Shashen was teaching Xiao Zhang and Zhou Peng how to fight.
As Qin Luo passed by the martial arts arena, Wu Shashen called out loudly, "Daoist Master, good morning! I feel my cultivation has surged since I woke up. Could you spar with me for a couple of moves?"
"OK."
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
Xiao Zhang and Zhou Peng's eyes were full of anticipation.
"Old Wu, please!"
Qin Luo stretched out a hand.
Wu Shashen arrived in one step. He was extremely fast, but his punches were slow. He was using the Health Preservation Fist.
Qin Luo caught Wu Shashen's fist with his palm, and his body slowly leaned backward, like a roly-poly toy, seemingly about to fall but not quite.
Wu Shashen tried to withdraw his power, but his body was out of control, and he was eventually sent away by a wisp of breeze.
"Wonderful, truly wonderful!"
"Looks like I still need to practice!"
"Old Wu, given your personality, it's already quite impressive that you've mastered the health-preserving boxing to such a high degree."
Wu Shashen knew that Qin Luo was also using the health-preserving fist technique, but he was no longer bound by the specific moves. He looked at Zhou Peng and Xiao Zhang, "Did you two understand it?"
"without!"
"No!"
Xiao Zhang and Zhou Peng both shook their heads.
"That's good."
Wu Shashen laughed heartily.
In the tea room.
Li Qiuzhu handed a cup of freshly brewed tea to Old Master Meng, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Old Master Meng, do you know what happened with the strange phenomenon yesterday evening?"
Old Meng took the teacup and said in a deep voice, "Auspicious omens from heaven. I have only seen records of this in ancient books. I don't know the specifics, but it should be a good omen."
"But I feel something's not right."
Linglong sat at the table, frowning. "Ever since the strange phenomenon appeared, I've felt uneasy, like someone is watching me. I didn't get a good night's sleep last night."
Zi Feng smiled brightly, "Sister Linglong, I can cover your classes. You should rest first."
"Xiao Feng, I'm fine."
Linglong chuckled softly.
Qin Luo entered the tea room, and Elder Meng's eyes lit up. "Master Qin, you've come at the right time. We were just talking about the strange phenomenon that happened yesterday evening. Do you know the reason?"
"A new Heavenly Dao has been born. It has opened the boundary between the celestial realm and the mortal realm, and wants to establish a new order."
"New Heavenly Way?"
"What order?"
Everyone's eyes were full of curiosity.
Qin Luo shook his head slightly, "I don't know yet, but we will definitely find out in the future."
At this moment, Chu Peiran and Zhao Qing'er entered the tea room.
Hearing their conversation, Chu Peiran said seriously, "I just received news this morning that the Empress is preparing to hold a grand sacrificial ceremony to Heaven, and has also allowed people throughout the Great Xia Dynasty to choose an auspicious day to hold the ceremony."
Through the Imperial Observatory, the Great Xia Empress's decree spread far and wide overnight. Previously, the Great Xia Dynasty only offered sacrifices to ancestors, not to Heaven, which showed Zhu Xian's attitude towards the new Heavenly Way.
Overnight.
The global landscape has undergone earth-shattering changes.
Chu Peiran looked at Qin Luo, "Brother Qin, do you think we should hold a sacrificial ceremony to Heaven?"
"It depends on the individual's wishes."
"That makes sense."
Chu Peiran nodded with a smile.
Linglong frowned slightly and pouted, "So, I'm being targeted by the Heavenly Dao?"
Qin Luo chuckled and said, "It's not necessarily a bad thing."
"Could it be that He has taken a liking to me?"
"Possibly."
"Hahaha."
...
evening.
After a busy day, Qin Luo returned to Longhu Temple.
Zhang Fulong sat on the steps in front of the Taoist temple. His temples were completely white. He held half a wild vegetable dumpling in his hand. Jinjiao lay beside Zhang Fulong, eating the other half of the wild vegetable dumpling.
This is what Lin Jia'er brought back from Jinghu Academy.
When Jinjiao saw Qin Luo return, he wagged his tail happily. Qin Luo squatted down, rubbed Jinjiao's head, and then sat on the steps to watch the sunset with Zhang Fulong.
It was late at night.
The evening breeze carried a chill.
Qin Luo gently reminded, "Master, it's getting late. Let's go back to the Taoist temple to rest."
Zhang Fulong came to his senses, stuffed the cold wild vegetable dumplings into his pocket, and said in a deep voice, "Good disciple, you must tell your master when you leave in the future."
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