Such talent.
No wonder he was able to attain enlightenment in three years.
With such talent and such humility, Wang Chongming admired Qin Luo even more and was unwilling to be his enemy.
Qin Luo was somewhat puzzled, "With your abilities, why are you willing to stay in the Prince's mansion as a strategist?"
Wang Chongming shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Although I have been involved in the three religions and a hundred schools of thought, my skills are not proficient. I am already very grateful to the Prince of Zhenbei for being able to make a living in the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion."
Qin Luo knew he was just being modest.
There was no further inquiry.
The third door is inscribed with the word "Fate".
Wang Chongming looked at the vermilion wooden door with a smile in his eyes, "Master Qin, if you are destined to have this door, it can take you anywhere you want to go."
"Yeah?"
Qin Luo wanted to go home.
He pushed the door open without hesitation.
A thousand-year-old tree appeared before Qin Luo's eyes.
This is the very spot where he was struck by lightning three years ago.
As he was about to step forward, he remembered that he still had a promise to keep and could not leave. A golden light flashed in Qin Luo's eyes, and the scene before him disappeared.
The so-called fate.
It's nothing but a mirage.
Qin Luo's hand was still on the door.
The scene behind the door was nothing but his imagination.
The character "缘" (yuan, meaning fate or destiny) has disappeared.
Even the final barrier couldn't stop Qin Luo.
Wang Chongming's eyes were filled with admiration. The triple gate he had built with his entire life had been cracked by Qin Luo in such a short time. He felt no sadness, but rather a joy of finding a kindred spirit.
Qin Luo pushed open the last door.
He led Golden Horn into the garden, which was very large and contained many rare and exotic plants.
Golden Horn's eyes are shining.
It dared not touch it without Qin Luo's permission.
Qin Luo approached the pool, but Golden Horn dared not approach it; it hid behind Qin Luo.
It can sense danger in the water.
Standing on the opposite side of the pool, the Prince of Zhenbei looked at the young Taoist priest before him. He seemed refined and easygoing, yet he could easily destroy Xuanzhi Mountain. He could only force a smile and said, "Taoist Qin has come from afar. I apologize for not greeting you properly."
Qin Luo stared at the Prince of Zhenbei, his expression calm. "I've come all this way not to hear you say these things. You should know why I'm here."
The Prince of Zhenbei certainly knew.
He wanted the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion to bow down to the Longhu Temple.
The Prince of Zhenbei refused to back down, saying, "I can cooperate with Longhu Temple; we can both benefit."
Qin Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a mocking expression, "You want the dragon vein of Black Mountain? Even if the Dragon Tiger Temple agrees, will the one in the capital agree?"
The Prince of Zhenbei's eyes gradually turned crazed. "If Longhu Temple cooperates with me, it can enjoy the status of a state religion after I ascend the throne. What do you say?"
"Not interested!"
Qin Luo strode forward, exuding a powerful aura of pressure. "Prince Zhenbei, you even dare to covet the throne. I don't know what else you wouldn't do."
Wang Chongming sensed the killing intent and instantly stood in front of the Prince of Zhenbei. In the originally calm pool, a huge black dragon soared into the air and let out a piercing dragon roar.
Seeing the tense situation.
Golden Horn stayed far away.
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