Outside the Demon Locking Tower.
They were all the disciples of the Sword Dao Temple who were waiting for the attack. They thought the Demon Locking Tower was going to collapse.
When Qin Luo and Taoist Master Qingxu walked out safely, the disciples around him breathed a sigh of relief.
Taoist Master Qingxu said softly: "Let's disperse."
Many disciples left one after another.
Only the disciples responsible for guarding this place are left.
Qin Luo followed Taoist Priest Qingxu to the previous courtyard, where they sat opposite each other.
Xiaotuanzi is chasing Lei Ling.
They chased and fought in the yard.
Taoist Master Qingxu placed the small stove on the stone table. He then took out the purple gold box from his sleeve robe, took out the dark tea leaves from the box, and put them into the purple clay pot filled with mountain spring water.
Qin Luo saw that Taoist Master Qingxu was carrying tea with him and keeping it in a purple gold box. This tea was definitely not an ordinary tea, "Senior, what kind of tea is this?"
Taoist Master Qingxu placed the purple clay pot on the small stove and said kindly, "This is rootless tea. It was left by our ancestor. It has a history of many years."
Tea is slowly brewing on a low fire in the stove.
While making tea, Taoist Master Qingxu asked with a smile: "I wonder what you call your respected master?"
Qin Luo smiled and said softly: "My master is the master of Longhu Temple, Zhang Fulong."
"It's not easy for Taoist Zhang to teach such an outstanding disciple!" Taoist Master Qingxu said with admiration in his eyes.
Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Senior, you're so grateful."
Taoist Master Qingxu asked with a smile: "My friend, what is the purpose of Longhu Temple?"
"Make money!"
Xiaotuanzi hugged Lei Ling and said.
Qin Luo clenched his fists and coughed. Xiaotuanzi shook his head quickly and said crisply: "Hey, I'm just talking nonsense."
Taoist priest Qingxu couldn't help laughing.
Qin Luo said respectfully: "Senior, our Dragon and Tiger Temple has no clear purpose. I wonder what the purpose of the Sword Dao Temple is?"
"Eliminate harm for the people and do justice for heaven!"
Taoist Master Qingxu continued: "This is the purpose set by our ancestors for us."
Qin Luo felt that the purpose of Sword Dao Temple was very good. He said softly: "Senior, is Master Cui still there?"
Taoist Priest Qingxu shook his head and sighed, "I don't know. The Patriarch ascended to the immortal world a long time ago. We have been worshiping him, but we have not received any response."
The purple clay pot is steaming.
Taoist priest Qingxu picked up the purple clay pot, poured out a cup of hot tea, and handed it to Qin Luo.
Qin Luo took the tea cup with both hands. He looked at the deep tea in the cup. There were tiny whirlpools in the tea, like an abyss. This cup of tea was very special.
Taoist priest Qingxu picked up a cup of tea.
"Little friend, please!"
"Senior, please!"
Qin Luo picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He frowned slightly. This was the bitterest tea he had ever drunk.
Xiaotuanzi let go of Lei Ling, and she landed on Qin Luo's shoulders, "Boss, I want to drink too."
"Drink up."
Qin Luo handed the teacup to Xiaotuanzi.
Xiaotuanzi smiled happily. She held the tea cup with both hands. She almost spit it out as soon as she took a sip. Because Qin Luo was staring at her, she could only endure the bitter taste and finish the tea.
"Wow, that tastes really bad!"
Xiaotuanzi had a painful expression on his face.
Lei Ling moved closer to the purple clay pot, which blinked and wanted to taste the tea.
Qin Luo took the cup back from Xiaotuanzi. He looked at Xiaotuanzi with tears in his eyes, "Why are you crying?"
"Boss, I feel so miserable."
Xiaotuanzi rubbed his eyes. After drinking tea, he remembered the hardships he had suffered in the mountains.
The tea at my junior sister's home was a bit bitter. The tea brewed by Song Qingjing was slightly bitter in the mouth, with a sweet aftertaste, but still had a bitter taste at the end. The cup of tea brewed by Taoist Master Qingxu was only bitter.
"What do you think of this tea, little friend?"
Taoist Priest Qingxu looked at him with a smile.
Qin Luo shook his head slightly, "No one likes to endure hardship, but this tea is good, I want to have another cup."
Taoist Master Qingxu raised the purple clay pot, and Qin Luo handed the tea cup over with both hands. He wanted to taste it again.
Qin Luo looked at the quiet tea in the cup. He took a sip, savored the bitter taste, and said with emotion: "My body is like duckweed, floating in the sea of bitterness, which is very unpleasant."
Taoist Master Qingxu nodded and said meaningfully: "Master Patriarch wants to remind us that we have all endured hardship and must not forget our roots."
"yes."
Qin Luo continued to drink tea.
He thought of his little junior sister who could endure hardships.
Taoist Master Qingxu drank tea and asked with a smile: "What state is my little friend now?"
Qin Luo said with a smile: "I should be in the Immortal Realm. The realm of Longhu Temple may be a little special."
Taoist Priest Qingxu's eyes narrowed slightly, with a surprised look on his face, "Think about me, fast to keep healthy, sit and forget about being carefree, and understand the mystery without stains. It turns out that my little friend is cultivating Taoism."
Qin Luo was a little surprised. Taoist Master Qingxu also knew about these realms. He recalled that Wei Changchun said that the founder of Jian Dao Temple was a registered disciple of Tao Ancestor. Longhu Temple and Jian Dao Temple probably have similar inheritances. "Seniors are also practicing Taoism? "
"The poor Taoist is cultivating immortality and enlightenment."
Taoist Master Qingxu shook his head and sighed, "I have a very poor understanding. I have read thousands of alchemy books but I still can't understand it, which makes me laugh."
Qin Luo was not arrogant and said with a respectful expression: "Senior, my master said that there is no need to cultivate the Tao. The Tao lies within a square inch and depends on the natural law."
Taoist Master Qingxu narrowed his eyes and smiled, nodding his head repeatedly, "Most practitioners are good at hiding their clumsiness and playing tricks on each other. There are very few practitioners like me."
Qin Luo smiled, he didn't think too much, "I just hope it will be useful to seniors."
"The Patriarch said that cultivating the Tao requires asking one's heart, which is probably what Taoist Zhang meant." Taoist Master Qingxu said thoughtfully.
Qin Luo continued to drink tea. When he drank it again, he was not as bitter as before, "Senior, what do you think of the struggle between heaven and man?"
Taoist Master Qingxu looked at the clear blue sky with awe in his eyes, "The purpose of our Sword Dao Temple is to uphold justice for heaven. The Patriarch is in awe of Him, and we use His name to uphold justice. Pindao does not want to fight between heaven and man. Happen again."
Qin Luo nodded slightly and said softly: "But many immortal cultivators want to go against heaven."
Taoist Master Qingxu shook his head, "Be obedient to mortals and rebel to be immortals. Birth, old age, illness and death are natural. Our cultivation is to return to the origin of Tao, to rejuvenate and rejuvenate, to return to our roots and go against fate. Many immortal cultivators understand it as going against nature, even if they Even if you practice for thousands of years, you won’t be able to get him to take another look at it.”
"I'm going to go against heaven's will!"
Xiaotuanzi put his hands on his hips.
Qin Luo could only shake his head helplessly.
Taoist Master Qingxu looked at Xiaotuanzi and chuckled: "Go south, there is a Nantian Peak. You can go and have a look."
"What catches your eyes?"
Xiaotuanzi tilted his head.
Qin Luo coughed and said, "Be polite."
Xiaotuanzi patted his mouth and grinned, "Senior, is it fun there?"
"You will know when you go there."
Taoist priest Qingxu narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Senior, heading north is the Ziyun Mountain Range. You can go and see it, really."
"OK."
Taoist priest Qingxu nodded.
Qin Luo knew that there must be a reason why Taoist Master Qingxu asked them to take a look. He looked at the thunder spirit circling the purple clay pot and said softly: "Senior, this is the thunder spirit captured by the Demon Locking Tower. What do you plan to do with it?" ?”
Lei Ling blinked his big eyes.
It can understand what Qin Luo said.
Taoist Master Qingxu chuckled and said, "Just look at it."
The Thunder Spirit is bred from heaven and earth and has unlimited potential. It has the possibility of transforming into a Thunder Dragon. It can become a divine beast that protects a sect and can cause countless forces to break their heads and bleed. However, Taoist Master Qingxu has no intention of taking the Thunder Spirit as his own. idea.
Qin Luo looked at the golden thunder spirit and said, "Do you want to follow me, stay at the Sword Dao Temple, or return to the Thunder Sea?"
After hearing Qin Luo's words, Lei Ling looked at the sky.
Qin Luo understood what Lei Ling meant. In one thought, the sky and the earth changed color, and a golden sea of thunder appeared out of thin air. Xiaotuanzi was so frightened that his hair stood up. Even Taoist Master Qingxu frowned slightly, and all the immortal cultivators in the Sword Dao Temple were frightened. Got to be stunned.
The younger disciples of the Sword Taoist Temple had never seen such a scene before, and they thought it was the seniors of the Taoist Temple who were going to survive a catastrophe. They were surprised and happy.
"Let's go back."
Qin Luo smiled slightly at Lei Ling.
Lei Ling nodded heavily, and it turned into a golden light and rushed towards the thunder sea above. When the thunder spirit returned to the thunder sea, Qin Luo saw a huge golden figure emerging, exuding terrifying coercion, and the entire Sword Dao Temple's juniors They were all so scared that they knelt on the ground.
The young thunder spirit followed the golden figure and left. Then the thunder sea disappeared and the sky returned to its original color.
After Qin Luo drank the remaining half cup of tea, he stood up and said, "Senior, I have to go on my way, so I won't disturb you."
Taoist Master Qingxu came to his senses and stood up, "Okay, I'll give you a ride."
When Qin Luo and Taoist Master Qingxu walked out of the backyard, he saw incense candles burning in the main hall and felt a little ashamed, "I almost forgot Master Cui."
"As long as you have the will."
Taoist priest Qingxu smiled and waved his hand.
It would be unreasonable to visit Jian Dao Temple but not offer incense to the founder of Jian Dao Temple. Qin Luo came to the main hall. He looked at the portrait of Mr. Cui with a ferocious face. He took out a stick of incense and lit it. He held the incense and bowed in salute. .
A wisp of golden smoke rose into the sky.
Taoist Priest Qingxu watched Jin Yan pass through the hall, the shock in his eyes was beyond words.
"Senior, farewell."
Qin Luo bowed and saluted, and Xiaotuanzi imitated the example, "Senior, farewell!"
"My friend, I wish you a safe journey!"
Taoist Priest Qingxu sent Qin Luo out of the hall, surrounded by many disciples from the Sword Dao Temple.
When Qin Luo and Xiao Tuanzi came down the mountain, Taoist Master Qingxu bowed his hands towards Qin Luo's back. The disciples of the Sword Taoist Temple around him were very surprised. Wei Changchun reacted, and he bowed his hands and said, "Farewell fellow Taoist!"
The other disciples of the Sword Dao Temple followed suit and raised their hands, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist!"
The loud voice made the sea of clouds recede.
Xiaotuanzi couldn't help but giggle.
Qin Luo turned back towards the top of the mountain and returned the salute.
A wisp of golden smoke drifted towards the restricted area of the fairy world. In the dilapidated cave, the golden smoke was absorbed by the dusty clay sculpture. Soon after, cracks appeared on the clay sculpture.
