I’m a Taoist Priest in the Tang Dynasty

Seven years spent traveling, three years standing guard.

Ten years later, Zhang Ping is keeping the peace at Taiqing Temple by dealing with one group of troublemakers after another.

The roof tile in his hand is no ordinary tile. It is the key to the gate of a peerless expert’s residence.

Countless people want to get their hands on it.

From people of the martial world to those in government.

Again and again, Zhang Ping resolves the trouble.

The truth draws ever closer, and his senior brother’s whereabouts grow ever clearer.