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

There are many martial arts figures in the town, and many people know Xing Yu, the Wind-Riding Swordsman, who is on the blacklist of wanted persons. So if they can make some money on the side, no one will think there is any problem.

Moreover, those who took action were all people who originally went to seek immortal opportunities, and they were at least at the grandmaster level.

Xing Yu's sword was very fast.

Even when surrounded by grandmasters, his sword was still fast enough.

Just as a grandmaster was about to arrive, he was stabbed in the wrist with a sword, the sword fell to the ground, and he was nearly killed. One grandmaster wasn't enough, so they had to use several grandmasters together.

In order to earn the reward, everyone stopped following the rules of the martial arts world.

When they can't win one-on-one, they'll definitely gang up on each other. It's all for the money, so it's not shameful.

However, Xing Yu played with a desperate, all-out approach, while the others played with a strategy focused on making money.

The street fight quickly attracted a large audience, and several grandmasters were injured by Xing Yu. Xing Yu, however, seemed to be on steroids today, fighting with increasing ferocity and seemingly possessing inexhaustible energy.

Even when surrounded, they can still launch a counterattack while on the defensive.

"Shh!"

With another sword strike, another Grandmaster was wounded in Xing Yu's reckless, suicidal move.

He stepped out of the circle first and said to Xing Yu, "I've learned a lot today. See you another day."

He then turned and left.

The others shouted and jumped back, saying to Xing Yu, "We're not making this money. We mean what we say. From now on, we won't bother you in this town, and you shouldn't bother us either. Okay or not?"

Xing Yu cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you."

Despite being surrounded by so many master-level experts, who were very brave, highly skilled in martial arts, and had strong swordsmanship, he also considered his wife's illness and therefore did not engage in a prolonged fight.

After watching everyone leave, Xing Yu returned to the inn.

Inside the inn, the wife and Zhang Zhengdao were sitting, with four people standing around them, motionless like clay or wooden sculptures, their eyes only able to move slightly.

Jade Rakshasa Xue Qing was overjoyed to see her husband Xing Yu return safely.

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

The two bowed to Zhang Zhengdao together.

"No need to thank me. The martial world is still the same martial world, full of love, hate, and grudges. Go live a peaceful life!" Zhang Zhengdao waved his hand.

"Your Excellency's decree!"

The two turned around as they talked. Xing Yu wanted to say something, but his wife led him out. He was puzzled but didn't say anything. After they came out, he asked, "Your injury!"

Jade Rakshasa Xue Qing said, "It's all done, it's all in the Immortal's wine."

Xing Yu suddenly understood something and nodded. There was indeed a reason why he was able to fight so many grandmasters without being at a disadvantage and even seize the opportunity to counterattack.

It wasn't because he had suddenly become incredibly powerful, but rather because the Taoist priest's wine had unknowingly increased his skill and repaired the hidden injuries in his body.

The two were overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

However, they also knew that the Taoist priest was right. They had already experienced the love, hate, and grudges in the martial world, and they were indeed tired of it, so they prepared to leave.

We should heed the elder's advice.

As soon as the two left, the several grandmasters who had originally intended to surround and attack Jade Rakshasa Xue Qing suddenly shifted from their meditative state, their knees buckled, and they almost knelt down.

Zhang Zhengdao said, "I don't object to you taking the bounty, but don't take advantage of others. If you can fight openly and honestly one-on-one, that would be best."

The group quickly bowed and said, "We dare not, we dare not. May we ask if the Taoist priest is... the Peach Blossom Immortal?"

Zhang Zhengdao smiled but did not answer. He simply stood up and called out, "Waiter, the bill!"

The group quickly said goodbye and left.

I dare not disturb the Daoist Master.

These people knew in their hearts that even if he wasn't the legendary Peach Blossom Immortal, his skills were at least those of a Grandmaster or higher, so how could they dare to linger?

That evening, Zhang Zhengdao strolled through the small town, where he could see the dark sea in the distance and listen to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. The sound of the waves was like a gentle whisper.

Zhang Zhengdao had never stayed overnight by the sea.

Therefore, he was deeply interested in the sea at night.

A man stood with his hands behind his back on a cliff next to the town, looking down at the sea in the darkness of night, as if gazing at the boundless starry sky.

Is there really a world in that brilliant Milky Way?

Based on Earth's technological advancements, it's estimated that there should be planets suitable for human habitation. Would that planet also have a similar level of social development?

Or a higher civilization?

My mind is a bit of a mess.

After all, this was from Earth, a civilization far superior to ours, a planet with booming technology. For a moment, I felt a little disoriented.

After a long while, the sea breeze blew in gusts, making a "whoosh" sound as it blew against Zhang Zhengdao's clothes.

Without turning his head, Zhang Zhengdao said, "Come out!"

A figure flashed out from the woods inside the cliff, landed in mid-air, and knelt behind Zhang Zhengdao, saying, "Xing Yu, the Wind-Riding Sword, pays respects to his master."

Zhang Zhengdao couldn't help but chuckle.

"Saving your wife was merely a coincidence; there's no need for such fuss!"

He turned around, looked at Xing Yu with the Wind-Riding Sword, and with a flick of his sleeve, Xing Yu involuntarily stood up.

“Immortal Master, I once said that if you could save my wife, I would give my life to you. How could I go back on my word!”

Xing Yu bowed his head in greeting.

Zhang Zhengdao looked at him and asked, "Where is your wife settled?"

Xing Yu said, "She's temporarily returning to her sect. With the sect's protection, I believe she'll be able to protect herself. Her injuries have fully healed, and her strength is above Grandmaster but below Great Grandmaster. I also believe that Great Grandmasters are the face and responsibility of all sects, and naturally they won't make things difficult for her over a mere reward."

"Come with me to sea tomorrow!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Don't call me master, just call me Taoist Zhang!"

"Yes, Taoist Priest!"

Xing Yu wasn't pretentious at all; he shouted whatever was told to be shouted.

See you at the docks tomorrow!

After Zhang Zhengdao finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, took a step forward, and disappeared.

The next day at 9:00 AM.

Zhang Zhengdao led the white dragon horse to the dock, where Xing Yu, dressed in black and carrying a sword, was already waiting. He had arrived very early and had been waiting for a long time.

Sure enough, the burly man was waiting at the dock. He didn't run away with the money; he just didn't dare to.

The deposits he collected were from grandmasters and great grandmasters in the martial arts world, so running away would only lead to his death.

Why not just earn money honestly and steadily? Why do you have to narrow your path?

A large ship was docked at the pier.

Upon seeing Zhang Zhengdao, the burly man immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and chuckled boastfully, "Daoist Master, I wasn't lying to you, was I? Look at this ship! That's a treasure ship that the imperial court once sailed the oceans. If it weren't for my strong connections, I wouldn't have been able to compete with the others. This ship has crossed vast oceans... And this gentleman is..."

“My friend, let’s go together,” Zhang Zhengdao said.

The word "friend" made Xing Yu's gaze towards Zhang Zhengdao change slightly. However, he didn't speak, but simply followed silently.

"We agreed that there are no extra cabins..." the burly man said, somewhat embarrassed.

"This is the cabin!" Zhang Zhengdao handed over a large silver ingot, weighing a full twenty taels.

The burly man's hand suddenly felt heavy, and his face immediately lit up with a smile.

“Since the Taoist priest has spoken, we must give him face. If the cabins are full, I will make room for myself.” As he spoke, he patted his chest loudly.

"It turns out to be a grain ship, which is not bad. It will be fine to go to sea."

At this moment, several more people from the martial arts world arrived. They were quite satisfied with the large ship. Among them were some experts who immediately identified the ship's model.

Someone else chimed in.

"It's a massive ship, a thousand li long! How rare!"

Zhang Zhengdao silently estimated that the displacement was about four hundred tons, the length was about ten zhang, and the width was about four zhang, which was already rare in ancient times.

Once on board, an accountant assigned everyone their cabins.

Including those江湖人士 (jianghu figures) who went to sea, as well as sailors, first mates, cooks, and others, there were a total of forty people.

This ship has been modified and has two decks with a lot of cabins.

"Weigh anchor—"

Immediately, most of the martial arts practitioners rushed onto the deck, mainly because it was the first time they had ever seen the sea and sailed on it.

Zhang Zhengdao was one of them.

He stood on the top deck, with Xing Yu standing behind him, holding his sword to his chest, his face solemn.

Zhang Zhengdao is funny.

“You’re my friend, not my bodyguard. After you come with me on this voyage, we’ll be even. You’ll have repaid my kindness.”

Xing Yu: "It's not even."

Zhang Zhengdao then decided to ignore him; he was very stubborn.

So it focused intently on the sea. The white dragon horse was on the first deck, standing on the rear deck. Looking at the vast ocean, its heart was already stirring with anticipation.

A sailor is carrying cargo in the aft hold.

Suddenly, the white horse that had been standing on the back deck suddenly took a few steps forward.

The sailor froze, instinctively moving forward to grab the white horse's reins.

Who knew that the white horse would suddenly leap forward and slide smoothly into the water, without even a "plop" sound, and then the white horse was gone.

It completely disappeared into the water.

"Help! A horse has jumped into the sea!"

The sailors' panicked cries suddenly echoed across the sea like a gust of wind.