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

The golden dragon carried the Taoist priest to heaven.

This story had been circulating in the martial arts world for a long time, and the real person had already been recognized as the Peach Blossom Immortal of Peach Blossom Temple. Suddenly, many martial arts figures arrived in Linbin Town.

Seeking immortality by going far and wide, rather than seeking it nearby, is an extremely unattainable goal.

The golden dragon carried Zhang Zhengdao and chased after the old Taoist priest riding the crane.

At this moment, the golden dragon soars, traversing thousands of miles—how magnificent!

"Master, what do you say... if you and I were to have a contest now and see who is more powerful?" The dragon had transformed into a golden dragon, and its pride had soared.

Zhang Zhengdao glanced at it sideways.

Is it because they're too scared?

Jinlong felt his body brimming with power, capable of swallowing thousands of miles, and thus he provoked again: "Master, I'm not trying to criticize you, but cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. Look at you, idle all day long, either causing trouble or putting on a show in the martial world, how tiring!"

Zhang Zhengdao glanced at Jinlong again.

As the golden dragon flew, it kept chattering.

“Master, I know you are very strong, but I am very strong now too. How about we have a match? If... I mean, if I win, you will give me your position as Master.”

That's a very confident statement!

What if you lose?

Zhang Zhengdao's voice was cold.

Jinlong sighed and said to Zhang Zhengdao, "How could I possibly lose? I was transformed by the power of the thunder released by the Heavenly Dao, thus becoming a Jinlong of pure blood."

"So what?"

The golden dragon was astonished: "Master, I am a golden dragon now, a golden dragon... Don't you understand what this means? It means that in this world, I am a dragon of great supernatural powers, a dragon race, and everyone should bow down and worship me. I can summon wind and rain, I can transform into anything, and my words can become law..."

Zhang Zhengdao: "And then?"

Jinlong continued: "Then I will be the sole ruler of this world. With me here, Peach Blossom Temple can only become a temple in this world..."

Zhang Zhengdao: "And then?"

Jinlong was taken aback: "...Master, if you're going to talk like that, then there's no point. I'm already a golden dragon..."

Zhang Zhengdao nodded: "I know, you're already a Golden Dragon."

Just as Jinlong was about to speak, he heard Zhang Zhengdao say, "The old Taoist riding the crane has turned around. That's probably their main camp ahead, it should be Crane Cloud Mountain! There are many cranes... Follow them."

Jinlong: "Alright!"

It traveled through the clouds and flew far above the old Taoist priest's head. The old Taoist priest riding the crane had no idea that someone was following him on a golden dragon, so he returned to Crane Cloud Mountain in a relaxed and pleasant manner.

This time when I went out, I ran into a bunch of fools who were looking for immortality.

Haha, seeking immortality? Dream on! I myself dream of becoming an immortal.

The old Taoist gently stroked the crane's head, and the crane plunged headfirst into the ground.

Zhang Zhengdao patted Jinlong on the head.

"What are you looking at? Everyone's gone down, let's go down too!"

Jinlong said, "Don't pat my head. I hate it when people pat my head."

Zhang Zhengdao: "Oh ho, so you've become the Golden Dragon, and I can't even pat your head anymore?"

Jinlong said proudly, "That's right, my status and position are different now. Abbot, you really need to consider who will inherit the Taoist temple after you pass away."

"You want to be the senior disciple?"

Zhang Zhengdao was surprised; he hadn't expected Jinlong to have this idea.

Jinlong couldn't help but chuckle.

"Senior Brother? No, no, Abbot, you didn't understand me. I don't want to be the Senior Brother. I want to be your equal. Of course, if you think that as a golden dragon, you can't beat me, you can let me..."

"call--"

Suddenly, Jinlong felt his body lighten.

Before he could even react, his entire body plummeted from the sky and crashed violently into the sea.

"Bam—"

With a deafening roar, the sea was ripped open like a canyon, and waves surged skyward, as if a colossal wave were crashing into the heavens.

Dizziness!

Before Jinlong could even process what was happening, his body suddenly felt incredibly light.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

The sky was filled with golden dragon-like whip shadows, and then the sea seemed to be lashed by the Heavenly Emperor's divine whip, making loud banging noises from time to time.

It wasn't just the golden dragon whose tail had been grabbed that flew into the sky; there were also some fish and shrimp, and even a huge shark.

shark:……

I was completely bewildered; I never imagined I'd be able to fly in the sky again.

There's another huge one flying alongside me too?

"Bam—"

With the final impact, water splashed everywhere, and then the golden dragon floated quietly on the waves of the sea.

Dizziness, blurred vision, nausea...

"Master... I was just joking..."

The confidence that Jinlong had just gained was suddenly and violently lashed out, becoming fragile and easily blown away by the wind.

Zhang Zhengdao squinted as he stood on the waves, looking at the golden dragon.

"But I took it seriously!"

Jinlong: "Master, I suddenly remembered our wonderful life together... you running in the sunset... and those words you said to me..."

Zhang Zhengdao: "Which sentence?"

Jinlong said, "That day you looked at me and said something very affectionate—'From now on, follow me.'"

Zhang Zhengdao was puzzled. Was this guy lying to him? When did I say such cheesy things?

Jinlong continued rambling on and on.

“From that day on, I vowed to follow the Taoist priest diligently and carry forward the Peach Blossom Temple. I also know that the Taoist priest’s greatest wish is to build the temple into the best Taoist temple in the world and make it the ancestor of all Taoist sects.”

Zhang Zhengdao: "Is this why you wanted me to step down earlier?"

With a pitiful howl, Jinlong cried out, "Master, I acted impulsively at the time, thinking that with my Golden Dragon supernatural powers, I could definitely do a good job and bring glory to the Taoist temple... I meant well!"

Zhang Zhengdao: "You just said... you wanted to fight me?"

Jinlong quickly said, "Let's...let's have a contest!"

Zhang Zhengdao: "I promise you, stop pretending to be dead, get up, and get ready to fight."

As he spoke, his figure floated up into the air, looking down at the golden dragon.

Jinlong hurriedly rolled over, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Zhengdao with a surprised expression.

"No way, Abbot... I meant, please give me some pointers!"

Zhang Zhengdao: "Give me some pointers, come on... let's practice."

As he spoke, he suddenly pointed to the sky with one finger, and instantly a thick bolt of lightning tore through the sky, which Zhang Zhengdao caught in his hand.

Jinlong was stunned.

When I was transforming, it was like a bolt of lightning that almost ruined me.

Jinlong panicked.

"No... Abbot, what I meant was, I'd like to perform a festive show for you called 'Dragon Soaring Across the Four Seas,' would you like to take a look?"

Persuaded!

You have to be a coward!

The sight of this lightning bolt was terrifying, and watching the abbot handle it, sometimes thrusting it like a spear, sometimes slashing it like a sword, and sometimes hacking it with a broadsword...

Sparks flew and lightning flashed, it was terrifying!

"Abbot... please look carefully!"

The golden dragon suddenly plunged into the sea and immediately formed various shapes in the water.

Zhang Zhengdao waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, get up quickly, let's go to Heyun Mountain."

Jinlong immediately flew up and flew to Zhang Zhengdao's side, saying cautiously, "Master, please take a seat."

After Zhang Zhengdao straddled the seat, his body was lifted into the air.

They even thoughtfully asked, "Was the flight smooth just now?"

"smooth!"

So the golden dragon became happy and flew more and more carefully and steadily.

The greatest glory is to satisfy the master.

Just as they flew into the clouds above Crane Cloud Mountain, Zhang Zhengdao patted the dragon's head.

Jinlong tilted its head back as far as possible so that Zhang Zhengdao could strike it squarely on the top of its head, thus better displaying the abbot's heroic bearing.

"Let's go down!"

"Alright!" Jinlong agreed, and then plunged headfirst into the ground.

Just as I plunged down, I only felt a flash of light.

When it landed on the ground, it had become a horse.

It's a white horse!

The golden dragon was dumbfounded. This wasn't the white horse it wanted to become; it wanted to become a golden horse so it could be different from its former self.

After all, he was now a golden dragon, and his status had risen.

"Master, am I... still a white horse?"

Zhang Zhengdao: "What? You want to be a white pig?"

Jinlong shut up and silently followed Zhang Zhengdao, agreeing to whatever he said from now on.