A Tale of Encounters with Immortals: A Peach Blossom Temple in the Martial World

When its enormous tail was raised, half the sky turned dark.

When a head is raised and mouth is opened, a person appears so small, as if a giant fang, gleaming with cold light and glistening venom, is devouring everything that is alive.

When the scarlet forked tongue curled up, it carried a foul stench, grazing the face of the one-eyed leader. As the tail swept across, the second and third leaders had already leaped into the air, while the eldest and fourth leaders emerged almost simultaneously from the spurs of the tree trunk.

"puff!"

Almost simultaneously, four knives were plunged into the snake's body.

It cut through the snake's scales as easily as a knife slicing through tofu.

Even the middle-aged Taoist priest found it unbelievable. How could the scales of this thousand-year-old giant python be so easily cut off with ordinary weapons? Looking back at Zhang Zhengdao, he couldn't help but shrink back.

The giant python was in pain, not out of a sense of suicidal intent, but the intense agony enraged it. It rolled away, its massive body and unstoppable force propelling it towards the four people.

"Oh!"

It was moving very fast, and the four people couldn't dodge it in time.

Even a grandmaster would find it difficult to escape such a tumbling speed and power.

A dull thud echoed, and four figures were sent flying, like kites with broken strings tossed into the air, plummeting towards the distant cliff.

"Boss—"

The second brother shouted in the air.

"here I am!"

"Let's be brothers again in the next life—"

"Big brother, second brother, don't die too far away, lest the brothers can't find you."

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, I still have over sixty taels of silver in my room. I'm saving it for the four of us brothers to get married..."

Eldest brother: "You can marry her yourself, we don't need your money..."

The fourth brother said, "The matchmaker said there's only enough for one wife. We four brothers don't distinguish between ourselves; what's mine is mine..."

……

Zhang Zhengdao heard it from afar: ...

The middle-aged Taoist priest also heard it: ...

"Come back, all of you!"

Zhang Zhengdao gave a curt rebuke.

With a flick of his sleeve, the four people who were falling off the cliff were instantly swept up by a force and rolled into a dark place. In less than a moment, when they rolled down again, they were already on the ground.

This is the hidden universe that Zhang Zhengdao has finally mastered!

The four men's eyes lit up when they saw their brother in front of them, all perfectly fine. They touched each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter. He wasn't dead... That's great!

"Fourth brother, do you keep your word?" the third brother asked.

Fourth brother: "What did I say?"

The third brother angrily said, "We were talking when we fell off the cliff that if you get married, the four of us would split the wife."

Second brother: "Why are you forcing him? Aren't we brothers anymore?"

The third brother: "There are four people, how should we divide it? By the day?"

The eldest brother angrily said, "You've really made something of yourself. I'll take a loss. The odd-numbered days of each month are mine, and you can divide the even-numbered days among yourselves."

The three answered together, "Big brother is wise."

The giant python stared at the crowd, slowly inching its body towards the cliff. It now understood that it couldn't defeat the python by force; it was hoping to reach the edge and jump off, perhaps then it could survive.

A thousand years of dormancy!

How unwilling, how frustrated, how desperate!

If it weren't for this Taoist in green, with his powerful oppressive aura and profound magical power that almost killed him the moment he appeared, even the great powers of Qixian Lake back then wouldn't have made him feel so desperate.

Instant kill!

Who knows?

Was all my thousand years of cultivation for nothing? Wasn't it all just to wait until all those powerful figures were gone, so I could rise up and rule as king? What did I do wrong?

Isn't it just picking flowers, absorbing some of the yin energy of women, or messing with the luck of the dead?

Besides, picking flowers is also a form of dual cultivation. I certainly benefit, but the woman also benefits—she gains physical strength, beauty, longevity, and eternal youth…

It's something countless women would kill for.

And what does the luck of a dead person matter? It's not like they committed murder or arson. I'm just a good snake doing good deeds for humanity, how could I be so unlucky as to encounter this blue-robed Taoist priest?

If it weren't for this Taoist priest in blue, the middle-aged Taoist alone wouldn't have taken him seriously; he could have easily killed him with a single breath. As for those four simpletons, although they may be incredibly stubborn, could they possibly hurt me?

If it weren't for that Taoist priest in green, how could he have hurt me?

"Pooh!"

He cursed under his breath while keeping an eye out for an opportunity to run away at any moment.

It didn't want to die. It had gone through countless hardships to escape the great battle at Qixian Lake, all in order to survive. It also wanted to go to Qingcheng Mountain to find the green snake it had encountered before...

Watching the Taoist in green robes talk to the middle-aged Taoist and those four simpletons was the perfect opportunity.

With a turn of the head, one is about to plunge headfirst into the mountain cliffs and clouds.

But just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly felt a tightness all over his body, as if his entire body had been imprisoned and he could not move at all.

It felt as if a thousand ropes were binding the body.

Its body can only keep twisting!

Turn around, turn back.

It turned around and then turned back.

They meandered across the ground in different shapes...

At the same time, it was horrified to discover that what imprisoned it was not some kind of magic of the Taoist priest in green, but a gourd floating in the air.

A blue gourd.

The gourd's mouth was facing him, and it seemed to emit a ghostly light, containing endless malevolent energy.

Although I don't know what use the gourd is for pointing at me, I'm sure it will put my life in danger.

Moreover, during the great battle at Qixian Lake, there was an old man with a white beard who carried a similar gourd and collected countless immortals into it. Although the gourd was eventually broken, all the immortals inside turned into pus.

Call out someone's name, and with a "whoosh," they're absorbed.

so horrible!

"White snake monster, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said to the giant python.

The giant python shook its head desperately: "I won't answer even if you call me."

Zhang Zhengdao asked, "Then can you tell me your name?"

The giant python said, "I don't know my name. Don't bother trying. I'll forget my name right away, so I'll know exactly what you're calling..."

This giant snake has lost its mind.

Too scared.

That gourd was even more frightening than Zhang Zhengdao himself.

Zhang Zhengdao scratched his head and said, "Actually... whether I call your name or not, whether you agree or not, I can still take you in, do you believe me?"

"letter!"

The white python answered immediately.

It had given up struggling, lying on the ground with its head pressed against the ground, and weakly answered.

"Do you have any last words?"

Zhang Zhengdao asked.

The white python immediately raised its head and said spiritedly, "Can I say anything?"

Zhang Zhengdao nodded: "Of course."

The white python said, "Then let me go."

Zhang Zhengdao said, "Alright, you've finished your last words. I'm going to take you inside now." As he spoke, a purple gourd floated up again, also pointing at the white giant python.

White python: ? ? ?

"Daoist Master... no, Immortal Master... didn't you promise to let me go? How come... there's another gourd..."

Panic.

I'm really panicking.

Does this mean one gourd receives its own head, and the other gourd receives its own body?

He was about to be cut in two before he even entered the gourd?

Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

A thousand-year wait, and in the end, all is lost. Encountering a treacherous Taoist priest, one might turn into a ghost in the blink of an eye.

"I asked you to say your last words, not to make a wish."

Its head, which had been raised suddenly, drooped down like a limp noodle, and it lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

"I...I refuse to accept this!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned: "What do you have to complain about? You've been lewd by nature for so many years, and I don't know how many women you've ruined, how many women you've driven to suicide out of shame. I don't know how many families' ancestral graves have suffered decline and ruin because of you, and you still say you're not satisfied? Bah!"

He spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the snake's head.

Zhang Zhengdao: "Why don't you take this strike and cut me down?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Zhang Zhengdao and said, "I wonder if a snake spirit with a thousand years of cultivation can achieve anything."

"Try it!"

Zhang Zhengdao used the gourd to immobilize the giant python, and the python seemed to have resigned itself to its fate.

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised the peach wood sword, bit his tongue, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the sword, which then emitted a fluorescent glow.

The python's body began to tremble.

Who isn't afraid of death!

"cut!"

With a command, the peach wood sword grew longer in the wind, until it was as thick as a tree trunk, then it transformed into a streak of light and slashed towards the giant python's head.

A flash of light.

With a clang, the peach wood sword was bounced back, and it was not even as sharp as the four swords of the Kunshan Four Heroes.