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

Su Tang is a woman.

She's a beautiful woman.

This woman is no different from a man; she doesn't understand the difference between men and women at all. She used to be on friendly terms with Yang Shengtian, the young master of Qingmu Cliff and now her junior brother, but later she started flirting with Zhang Zhengdao, saying that the abbot was the image of a great man in her mind.

However, it seems there was no romantic relationship between them.

However, Zhang Zhengdao disliked the title "Da Guanren" the most, after all, there was a very famous Da Guanren in the Song Dynasty on Earth.

He also scolded Su Tang many times for this.

"Drink full!"

Su Tang had one hand on Zhang Zhengdao's shoulder, and she was a little drunk.

“Master, to be honest, the matrons in my family used to teach young girls some bedroom arts. Why don’t you tell me your symptoms so I can diagnose you properly…”

"Snapped!"

Zhang Zhengdao slapped her on the back of the head.

"You know nothing! Do men need to be taught about this? There are plenty of bedroom techniques in the Taoist scriptures; I can't even learn them all. Do you need to teach me? I'm afraid you'll take advantage of me."

Su Tang muttered, "I'm a woman and I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Zhengdao took a sip of wine and looked up at the moon.

"I just suddenly felt a bit emotional. Now that I'm in this world, I'm finally... going to have a home. I've never had this feeling before, but now when I think about it, it feels so surreal."

Qingyangzi revealed a hazy, drunken look in his eyes: "Master, actually... the place of happiness in life is not marriage, nor is it those trivial matters between men and women. It's like me... my greatest wish is to carry forward our Peach Blossom Temple... If one day I can ascend to heaven, I can proudly give you my due..."

"What a good apprentice!"

Zhang Zhengdao sighed.

"Have you ever considered that there are actually no gods or powerful beings in the heavens, nor is there a heavenly court or an underworld? When a person dies, they are simply dead, like a lamp going out. If that's the case, what would you do?"

This single sentence shattered the eldest apprentice's dream.

He stammered for a long time before tentatively asking, "Then... then who should I ask to settle the score?"

He's definitely a traitor!

Zhang Zhengdao said, "This is just my guess. One day, if I can break through to the Nine Heavens and see the world above, I'll see if there really are gods and Buddhas there..."

"Please tell me in a dream, Master."

The eldest disciple, Qingyangzi, answered first.

"I'll destroy your physical body first!"

Zhang Zhengdao suppressed his anger and said, "Did you come here specifically to annoy me? You, you have so many ulterior motives. Focus more on your cultivation. I will pass on my techniques to you, so study them carefully."

Qingyangzi smiled and said, "Master, I just wanted to make you laugh."

"drink wine!"

Zhang Zhengdao raised his glass.

However, Qingyangzi did not raise his teacup, nor did Su Tang raise her wine cup. Instead, they turned their heads and looked at a dimly lit place at one end of the street.

A girl carrying a basket walked over.

She walked over lightly and smiled at Zhang Zhengdao.

"sit!"

The girl sat down, and the owner, being very perceptive, brought out a bowl, chopsticks, and wine glasses. After setting them out, he even winked at the girl.

The boss, who was looking for a spectacle, quickly went inside after being glared at by Zhang Zhengdao.

"It's against etiquette for you to come out and see me! Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation?"

Zhang Zhengdao said.

Lu Xiaohua smiled, her eyes crinkling: "The etiquette is for show. If it binds us, then we should abandon it. A grand wedding and a strict ceremony may earn praise, but it's the two of us who will be living our lives together. So... does my husband want me to follow the etiquette or not?"

Zhang Zhengdao laughed heartily: "My wife understands me best!"

The two were already calling each other "husband" and "wife" before they were even married. Qingyangzi quickly seized the opportunity, covered his head, and said, "I'm a little dizzy, Master. I'm drunk and need to rest early."

Before Zhang Zhengdao could speak, he got up and staggered away.

Su Tang couldn't help but scold, "You can get drunk from tea? What an act! I'm really drunk from the wine I drank. Master... can I lean on your shoulder for a bit?"

"roll!"

'Alright!'

Su Tang readily agreed and slipped away as fast as she could.

Now only Lu Xiaohua and Zhang Zhengdao are left at the table.

"My husband, I had a dream that keeps recurring and is becoming clearer and clearer. It seems real, and it seems like a replay of my past life. What should I do?"

Lu Xiaohua felt she should tell Zhang Zhengdao about this.

Zhang Zhengdao: "About the dream about Qixian Lake?"

Lu Xiaohua nodded: "Everything in the dream was so real. Qixian Lake existed because of me, and it also declined because of me. I seemed to be a fairy with great magical power..."

"Just treat it as a dream!"

Zhang Zhengdao didn't know if what she said was true, but that was all he could tell her.

Lu Xiaohua laughed: "I don't care whether I'm a fairy or not, and I don't want to think about my past life. In this life, I am very happy and content. With my husband by my side, I am satisfied. Why should I pursue that illusory past life?"

"The fleeting glory of this world is but a dream, forgetting the past is like living in a fairyland. Under the peach blossoms, I am intoxicated by the spring, a once-in-a-lifetime encounter that lasts a lifetime."

Zhang Zhengdao took a sip of wine and recited a poem.

Lu Xiaohua blushed, inwardly cursing him as "shameless," yet also feeling a touch of sweetness.

She reached out and gently placed her hand on Zhang Zhengdao's.

"I'm going back, waiting for you to come and marry me!"

Lu Xiaohua stood up, curtsied to Zhang Zhengdao, and turned around. Even her coarse cloth skirt seemed to flow gracefully, making her look like a fairy descended to earth.

A slender figure, a fair neck, hair fluttering in the breeze, and a delicate moon shadow...

Zhang Zhengdao shouted, "Be careful of Aunt Li's dog on the road!"

Lu Xiaohua turned around and looked back, smiling sweetly, before quickly disappearing into the alley.

Watch out for that dog on the road.

The dog blocked Lu Xiaohua's way home.

A big yellow dog squatted on the ground, watching Lu Xiaohua's shadow approach in the alley. It raised its head alertly, then prepared to bark wildly at Lu Xiaohua, its rear end sticking up, ready to charge.

Lu Xiaohua smiled at the big yellow dog: "You need to be good!"

Big yellow dog: ? ? ?

"Alright, stop yelling, sit down, you're such a good boy!"

As Lu Xiaohua spoke, she walked up to the big yellow dog. The big yellow dog whimpered, squatted down, lowered its head in front of Lu Xiaohua, and let Lu Xiaohua stroke its head.

It was as if a natural emotion, which suddenly calmed it down, inexplicably arose.

The dog obediently let Lu Xiaohua pet it, then looked at her retreating figure in the distance, even with a hint of regret, and with a sad "whimper," the big yellow dog lay down.

I feel listless and can't muster any energy.

Zhang Zhengdao had already sensed that the big yellow dog was very aggressive.

I never expected Lu Xiaohua to turn the big yellow dog into such a sycophantic creature. If it weren't for the leash around its neck, it probably would have followed Lu Xiaohua home.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Zhengdao also witnessed Lu Xiaohua's entire journey past the big yellow dog, and while he was looking forward to it, he was also quite curious.

If dreams are real, then what is the connection between Lu Xiaohua and this world?

However, Zhang Zhengdao remained quite certain—at least for now, this world was still just a martial arts world. Even though this world contained zombies, strange beasts, and unusual objects, and he could even attract moonlight and spiritual energy, he had not yet encountered anyone with the same supreme magical power and will as himself.

These are the immortals recorded in some legendary novels, biographies, and Taoist scriptures.

Zhang Zhengdao has already referred to himself, who possesses this ability, as an immortal.

This is his latest self-assessment.

This realization comes from having learned enough about the world and then repositioning oneself.

Even the Grand Preceptor's master was merely someone who had some connection with the power of heaven and earth.

This ability is actually present even when one reaches the Grandmaster level.

At the Grandmaster level, this ability is even higher, resulting in greater damage output. However, even at the highest level, it's still just a matter of the depth of one's skill.

At the level of Ye Jianxian and the National Preceptor, the ability to connect with heaven and earth is stronger, but still very limited.

By the time it came to the Grand Preceptor's master, drawing upon the power of lightning was already the limit.

Moreover, the power of lightning was not as strong as imagined.

It can't even beat a mutated snake.

Yes, Zhang Zhengdao didn't believe the white snake was a demon or Bai Suzhen's elder brother. Rather, he believed it was a genetic mutation caused by accidentally consuming something like the Hongmeng Lotus Seed, similar to the Chilong.

Because these magical creatures do not possess magic or the arts of transformation.

Only I can do it.

Let's put it off for now and see what happens in a hundred or a thousand years.

While preparing for the wedding, Zhang Zhengdao also pondered what kind of treasures he would make for those who would later present their treasures.

Meanwhile, at another residence of Sun Zhenjian, the Third Prince and the Seventh Princess were scratching their heads in frustration.

They were considering whether to report to their father, the Emperor, that Consort Shun had come to Zhang Zhengdao's place.

The Seventh Princess, in particular, was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said to the Third Prince, "This Taoist priest is despicable. He even made me call him 'father.' Heh, if I did, the heads of everyone in his Taoist temple wouldn't be enough to chop off."

The third prince said, "The Imperial Preceptor said that he is far inferior to this Taoist priest."

Seventh Princess: "What should we do? Do we really have to call him 'Father'?"

The Third Prince said, "Let's find out about Consort Shun's situation first. Otherwise, we'll feel uneasy."

The appearance of a concubine from the palace among the common people is a momentous event, a matter of national dignity, and it cannot be announced openly.

The seventh princess's eyes darted around, and a plan formed in her mind.