early morning.
Zhang Fulong left the room. He had been suffering from back pain lately and rarely went out. "I'm so hungry. If I don't eat something, I'll either die from the pain or starve to death."
He came into the courtyard.
Why is there no one here?
Zhang Fulong sensed something was wrong. Usually at this time, Ziyue and Jinyan would be drinking porridge in the backyard.
"Let's just have some porridge."
Zhang Fulong entered the kitchen and found the pot empty. A bad feeling immediately arose in his heart. He rushed to the main hall, but still couldn't see Qin Luo and the others. "Why did they all run away! How can I live without you?"
"Master!"
A crisp voice rang out behind Zhang Fulong.
Ziyue and Jinyan returned to the Taoist temple.
Zhang Fulong patted his chest, "I thought you had gone missing. Why haven't I seen your senior brother?"
Zi Yue blinked. "Senior brother left yesterday. He went to Yanbei City."
"What?"
Zhang Fulong was greatly alarmed.
He thought Qin Luo had run away.
"well!"
Zhang Fulong sighed to the heavens. Qin Luo was his favorite disciple, who managed Longhu Temple in an orderly manner. He even planned to leave Longhu Temple to him after retiring at home.
Zi Yue's face was full of confusion. "Master, why do you look so sad?"
"I'm fine."
Zhang Fulong wiped his eyes.
Zhang Fulong didn't care when his apprentices ran away in the past, but he was very saddened to hear that Qin Luo had left.
Now that only Ziyue and Jinyan are left in the Taoist temple, Zhang Fulong is afraid that they will also run away. "Ziyue, Jinyan, your master will take you down the mountain to eat something delicious."
Upon hearing this, Zi Yue felt a little ashamed. She had just been eating meat buns at the market at the foot of the mountain with her junior brother, but hadn't thought of bringing food for her master. "Master, I'm not hungry."
"Me too."
Jin Yan scratched his head.
They weren't hungry, but Zhang Fulong was starving. He shamelessly went to Zhao Qing'er's porridge shop to drink some porridge, glancing at the roadside every now and then, hoping that Qin Luo would come back.
......
Qin Luo arrived near Yong'an City, the largest city in Yanbei Prefecture, which was more prosperous than Yanbei City on the frontier. Jinyang City was no match for it.
There is a dilapidated City God Temple outside the city.
The City God Temple is located on the only road leading into the city, and the surrounding area is overgrown with weeds and some houses have collapsed.
It looks like it hasn't been maintained for many years.
Qin Luo did not sense the City God's presence. He still walked into the City God Temple, which was empty. Many things had been moved away, leaving only the heavy statue of the City God.
"Meeting is fate."
Qin Luo took out an incense stick and lit it.
He placed the lit incense in front of the City God statue and saw the statue absorbing the incense, and Qin Luo smiled.
"It seems the City God is still alive."
Qin Luo guessed that this City God was the old City God mentioned by the Earth God of Mirror Lake.
"May we meet again someday."
Qin Luo bowed respectfully to the statue of the City God.
In the distant mountains, an old man with a long beard opened his eyes, and a powerful force surged into his body, making his frail body solid.
The old man was both surprised and delighted. He kowtowed in the direction of the City God Temple, saying, "Thank you for your help, sir!"
Leave the City God Temple.
Qin Luo entered Yong'an City.
The city was bustling with activity and people couldn't help but take a second look at Qin Luo's Taoist attire.
Qin Luo discovered that many cultivators were hiding in the city. These cultivators quickly left Yong'an City after seeing him. Although his whereabouts were discovered, he did not care.
Whether they are cultivators from Xuanzhi Mountain or cultivators from Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, it doesn't matter. Qin Luo's appearance here is to tell them that he was on his way here, giving them more time to consider.
Yong'an City is bustling again.
We couldn't let Qin Luo stop either; he hadn't lingered near the mountain village for as long as he had.
Leave Yong'an City.
Qin Luo arrived outside the city and saw a tall mountain in the distance with a dazzling golden light shining from its summit—it was a temple.
I just happened to be passing by.
Qin Luo decided to go and take a look.
At the foot of the mountain where the temple is located, there is a long staircase leading to the summit. Many people are on this staircase, bowing every three steps with great piety.
Qin Luo climbed the steps and quickly overtook the people in front of him. Soon after, he appeared in front of the temple.
The temple's plaque bore three large golden characters. Qin Luo murmured softly, "Yunzhong Temple!"
Yunzhong Temple is magnificent and resplendent; compared to it, Longhu Temple is like the difference between the bright moon and a firefly.
When Qin Luo arrived, the temple was deserted, and the people were still bowing every three steps below.
He entered the main hall where the Buddha was enshrined. The hall was very large, several times the size of the main hall of the Longhu Temple. The incense was burning brightly inside, and a large golden Buddha sat cross-legged high up, with a solemn and dignified appearance.
Qin Luo looked at the Buddha with reverence in his eyes. He took out an incense stick and prepared to offer it to the Buddha.
"Wait!"
A rough voice came from behind.
A greasy-faced, fat monk walked into the main hall and said solemnly, "To offer incense and worship Buddha, you need to purchase incense from this temple."
Many temples have this rule, and Qin Luo's master also dislikes people bringing incense to Longhu Temple, but he will not refuse if people bring incense to pray for blessings.
"It was my fault for not knowing the rules, please forgive me."
Qin Luo put away the incense stick in his hand, smiled, and asked softly, "How much is one stick of incense?"
The fat monk raised an eyebrow. "One hundred coins."
Qin Luo was somewhat surprised. He thought the incense at Longhu Temple was already very expensive, but he didn't expect the incense at Yunzhong Temple to be even more expensive.
If it's cheap.
He bought a stick of incense, regardless of the price.
Actually, the incense at Yunzhong Temple wasn't that expensive. The fat monk saw that Qin Luo's clothes were so clean and guessed that he was a wealthy Taoist priest, so he deliberately quoted such an outrageous price.
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