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

Qixian Lake still exists.

However, many of the good things in Qixian Lake are no longer there.

After all, Qixian Lake had become somewhat dilapidated after being looted by martial arts figures.

Zhang Zhengdao took Lu Xiaohua to Qixian Lake in early spring, when the flowers on Peach Blossom Mountain were in bloom, including peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, hibiscus, and purple clover...

The peach blossoms cover the mountains and fields, making Peach Blossom Mountain appear vibrant and full of life.

The Seventh Princess has successfully become the youngest disciple of Peach Blossom Temple. She and Su Tang ran all over Peach Blossom Mountain, and kites soared high in the sky above the hillside, their strings stretching into long arcs in the spring breeze.

Peach Blossom Mountain is inhabited by disciples of the Peach Blossom Temple.

Zhang Zhengdao invited his disciples to go out for a spring outing.

Cultivating the Tao is not about sitting all day studying those dry and obscure scriptures, but about opening your heart and experiencing the great power of being one with nature, which cannot be described in the scriptures.

While building Peach Blossom Temple, Zhang Zhengdao was already setting up a protective array for Peach Blossom Mountain.

The protective array not only safeguards Peach Blossom Mountain and Peach Blossom Temple, but also gathers spiritual energy for disciples to cultivate.

Spiritual practice requires spiritual energy, while cultivating the mind requires cultivating a state of mind that allows one to control one's own great power.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Su Tang speaks in a boyish, crisp, and decisive manner. The Seventh Princess speaks in a sweet, coquettish tone, with a touch of affected charm. She is very happy here and has already forgotten about the palace.

Palace?

Perhaps so. She hasn't appeared in the Seventh Princess's memory for a long time. Even her father doesn't remember her, as she spends her days running wild in the mountains with her best friend, Su Tang.

Happiness in life is actually very simple.

That is to base your happiness on simple things and forget most complicated things, complicated interpersonal relationships and complicated feelings.

I want to go to Qixian Lake!

This is the third time Lu Xiaohua has brought up this matter.

Zhang Zhengdao looked at his disciples, who were running around wildly, sitting quietly to cultivate their qi, or refining magical artifacts all over the mountains and fields, and nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll accompany you to Qixian Lake."

It was very simple for Zhang Zhengdao to go to Qixian Lake.

Lu Xiaohua said, "Let's walk together. I've never been in the martial arts world before."

"Then you want to roam the martial world!"

Zhang Zhengdao said.

"It's good to see what's going on. There are many grudges and feuds in this world. Let's go and see."

Then, on a dark and windy night, in the season of spring warmth and blooming flowers, the two quietly left Linbin Town and headed towards the town entrance.

When Lu Xiaohua arrived at the town entrance, she suddenly smiled, her lips pursed.

Zhang Zhengdao asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Xiaohua said, "I suddenly remembered when you went to the Huashan Sword Tournament, I saw you off here. Was I particularly stupid back then?"

Zhang Zhengdao: "Back then, I was thinking of marrying you."

Lu Xiaohua: ? ? ?

Zhang Zhengdao continued, "Especially when I came back, you were here waiting for me, so my desire to marry you grew stronger and stronger."

Lu Xiaohua rolled her eyes: "You make it sound like I have some serious illness."

Zhang Zhengdao: "That's right!"

Lu Xiaohua laughed and punched Zhang Zhengdao.

The two walked a few steps forward, and suddenly, a cluster of torches appeared in front of them, illuminating the road ahead. It was as if the group of people had suddenly sprung up from the ground.

Zhang Zhengdao had already noticed it, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Xiaohua turned to look at Zhang Zhengdao and smiled: "It seems that leaving quietly won't work."

Qingyangzi led the way, bowing to Zhang Zhengdao.

"Congratulations, Master!"

Immediately, the group of junior disciples, elders, and protectors behind him shouted in unison, "Respectfully bidding farewell to Master (Abbot)!"

This wretched disciple has tried to send me away like this several times.

Zhang Zhengdao said irritably, "Are you hoping I'll die soon? Get lost!"

Although I laughed and teased them, I was secretly pleased.

With a flick of his sleeve, he pulled Lu Xiaohua along, head held high, and they crossed the crowd of torches, disappearing into the night.

What is Jianghu?

This is Lu Xiaohua's problem.

Zhang Zhengdao said, "In the hearts of many sects, the martial world is a place to make a name for oneself, a place to compete for fame and fortune, and a place to realize one's ambitions."

Lu Xiaohua looked at the gradually brightening dawn, then turned to look at the hazy shadow of Linbin Town behind her.

"Does the moment we set off, we're already in the martial arts world?"

"Yes, we are currently in the martial arts world."

Zhang Zhengdao laughed heartily as he spoke.

"I'm reminded of a poem, written by a film director."

Lu Xiaohua didn't know anything about the movie or the director, but she asked, "Can you read it to me?" As she spoke, she took Zhang Zhengdao's hand and looked up at him.

“Okay!” Zhang Zhengdao said, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and began to read.

"Heroes rise and fall with the times, once you enter the world of martial arts, time flies by. Empires and conquests are discussed in jest, nothing beats a life of drunken revelry. Sword in hand, riding through the rain of ghosts, white bones pile up like mountains, birds take flight in fright. The world is like a tide, people are like water, I can only sigh that few return from the martial arts world."

Lu Xiaohua suddenly looked ahead and said, "How about... we ride horses?"

"Alright, let's ride horses and explore the world!"

Zhang Zhengdao's heroic spirit soared, and he slapped the stopper off the wine gourd beside him, shouting, "Hurry up and show yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon flew out of the gourd and transformed into a giant dragon in mid-air. The dragon did a somersault in the air, and when it landed on the ground, it rolled over and turned into a white horse.

Comes with its own saddle and reins.

"And the other one?" Zhang Zhengdao asked.

The white dragon horse was taken aback, then shouted, "Pangolin General, why aren't you coming out? You'll end up as braised pangolin soon. It's something you'll have to face sooner or later, so hurry up!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than another pangolin emerged from the gourd, and once it came out, it suddenly grew into a huge body as large as a small mountain.

All that could be heard was Zhang Zhengdao shouting, "Change—"

Suddenly, the giant pangolin rolled on the ground and transformed into a black horse.

The black horse swayed its head at him several times, then turned to look at the white dragon horse: "Big brother, are we going to be horses from now on? It feels so magical."

Zhang Zhengdao slapped the horse's head: "Shut up!"

So the black-armored horse shut up, afraid that the Taoist priest might really stew it if he got angry.

"Can you ride a horse?" Zhang Zhengdao asked Lu Xiaohua.

Lu Xiaohua laughed: "Underestimating me?" With that, she leaped onto the white dragon horse, spurred it on with her legs, and shouted, "Giddy up!"

The white dragon horse then pretended to be happy and started trotting lightly.

The black horse, reined in by Zhang Zhengdao, was forced to run with a light and quick gait.

Let us travel the world together, live freely and unrestrained, galloping on horseback and sharing in the splendor of life...

Since it's an experiential journey, all the scenes that should be found in the martial arts world have been arranged.

That's true. For the first ten years or so, Lu Xiaohua lived in the small town of Linbin. The farthest she ever went was from one end of town to the other, or to Taohua Mountain to sell things to the laborers.

Even if you have memories from dreams, they are just illusory scenes and are different from reality.

The first scene is a wild temple in the mountains.

Zhang Zhengdao deliberately missed the lodging and then found a dilapidated mountain god temple in the mountains.

The statue in this mountain god temple is that of a warrior holding a sword, with a resolute face and powerful arms, but it is covered in dust and cobwebs.

Dilapidated statues, a temple covered in dust.

Lu Xiaohua didn't complain much. She came from a poor family and often did cleaning work. The sweeping tools were all made from branches and leaves that she could easily break off.

They cleared out a space and then decided to make do for the night with Zhang Zhengdao.

After cleaning, Lu Xiaohua lit an incense stick, intending to worship the mountain god.

He took the incense and walked to the statue of the mountain god, then bowed.

"Crack!"

With a crisp crack, some dust was shaken off from above.

Lu Xiaohua looked up in surprise, then at the mountain god statue.

Oh my goodness!

The statue of the mountain god had actually cracked open.

Is it old and in disrepair?

Lu Xiaohua was puzzled, and then bowed again. Suddenly, the mountain god statue made a "crack" sound, and this time even the head of the statue cracked.

Zhang Zhengdao said, "Stop bowing, just give it to me!"

He took the incense from Lu Xiaohua's hand, bowed to the mountain god statue, and prepared to stick the incense in.

"Wow--"

Suddenly, a bright white lightning bolt flashed across the sky, like a lightning snake winding its way down to the ground. The lightning, like a long snake, licked the roof, instantly tearing a hole in it.

Lightning then fell through the opening.

By sheer coincidence, it landed on the statue.

Idols: ...

Who did I offend?

"boom--"

A loud bang was heard, and dust and smoke billowed up.

Lu Xiaohua opened her mouth, looked at Zhang Zhengdao, then at the statue that had turned to dust, but couldn't utter a single word.