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

Gu Tongsheng was greeted by Zhang Zhengdao.

Although Zhang Zhengdao was still dressed in a blue Taoist robe, his trouser legs were rolled up, and he carried a fishing rod in one hand and a fish basket in the other. He looked more like a fisherman than a Taoist priest.

However, he also enjoyed fishing when he was on Earth, so he was practically a fisherman.

"Greetings, Daoist Master. Thank you, Daoist Master."

Gu Tongsheng bowed deeply to Zhang Zhengdao.

Zhang Zhengdao laughed and said, "No need to thank me. It's because your daughter Gu Chunhua has a predestined connection with the immortals, and her connection is connected to yours, which is why you had this dream."

Gu Tongsheng still wanted to express his gratitude.

After bowing, he glanced at Zhang Zhengdao several times.

Zhang Zhengdao laughed and said, "In your impression, immortals should look like ethereal beings, right? Don't I look a lot like a fisherman?"

Gu Tongsheng quickly bowed and said, "I dare not."

Zhang Zhengdao laughed loudly: "What's there to be afraid of? I learned it from you. The first time I saw you, you looked like a farmer, not at all like a scholar."

Gu Tongsheng quickly said, "What use is it to read the classics but not know agriculture, to know etiquette but not understand the hardships of the people, to govern the people but not know their will?"

Zhang Zhengdao clapped his hands: "Good, good, good, this is what a true scholar should be like."

Gu Tongsheng quickly replied, "You flatter me. These are just my heartfelt words. Most of the officials in the court are like this nowadays, so I have given up on the idea of ​​taking the imperial examinations."

"To achieve enlightenment through cultivation and roam freely between heaven and earth is perhaps the ultimate destiny for someone like me."

"At that time, I will have to call you a fellow Daoist."

……

The two chatted happily.

Six ghosts floated around the courtyard.

Having been trapped in the well for so many days, they were going crazy. Once released, they would run all over the yard. But they could only stay in the yard, since dying here meant their consciousness was trapped here as well.

Gu Tongsheng stayed for dinner.

Gu Chunhua was the one cooking.

This child is precocious; she can do all the housework and cooking, and she does it very well. The dishes served included both meat and vegetables, and the six hungry ghosts all looked towards the dining table set up in the yard.

But after being glared at by Zixia, he was immediately thrown far away.

Besides Gu Chunhua, Gu Tongsheng, Zhang Zhengdao, and Zixia all drank a little wine.

The wine was poured from Zhang Zhengdao's gourd, and Gu Tongsheng only drank a small cup before becoming drunk. Some drunk people like to sleep, some like to be cynical, and some like to laugh foolishly…

Gu Tongsheng liked to recite poetry when he was drunk.

"The wine poured down my chest, my anger still not subsided; in my green robe, I brandish my sword, pointing it at the land. Jackals and tigers in their finery ascend the jade palace, while my literary talents and heart are trapped in a muddy ditch. A path through the clouds and mountains leads to a grand dream, but the crane's shadow has no heart to seek out old haunts. I wish to shatter the alchemical furnace to refine the elixir, but all the officials and nobles in the city are like mayflies."

As the last drop of wine entered his mouth, he shouted with lingering relish: "I wish to shatter the alchemy furnace to refine the elixir, but all the officials and nobles in the city are nothing but mayflies."

After being called several times, the person collapsed onto the table, unconscious.

Gu Chunhua panicked and went to help him.

Zixia said, "Take him home. This drinking session will keep him drunk for at least three days."

Gu Chunhua exclaimed in surprise, "Another three days?!"

Zhang Zhengdao glanced at her: "After three days, he will benefit greatly. You should protect him for these three days."

Gu Chunhua helped her father up, muttering as she walked, "If I had known, I would have tried some too."

The moon has risen.

Six ghosts were wandering around the courtyard.

In his upstairs room, Zhang Zhengdao had the lamp lit, and moonlight shone through the window, making the pages of the scriptures on his desk glow like jade.

"What do you plan to do with these six ghosts?"

Zixia said, "None of them are willing to be reincarnated. They all want to follow me in cultivation. But I don't have the cultivation methods for ghost immortals."

Zhang Zhengdao said, "Ask someone for it!"

He also did not want to casually impart his Daoist teachings. The Daoist methods could not be passed on to anyone other than a personally instructed disciple.

Zixia said with a worried look, "Who should I ask? My sister? She doesn't know either."

This girl's connections are really lacking!

Zhang Zhengdao said, "Ask a Taoist priest. There must be plenty of Taoist priests who know the cultivation techniques for ghost cultivators. I'll find someone to ask for them. Once these six ghosts are properly raised, they'll be very useful for running errands, delivering messages, catching chickens, and chasing dogs."

All six ghosts looked at Zhang Zhengdao.

They vaguely heard the voices of "six ghosts".

Zhang Zhengdao shouted to them, "It works very well."

The six ghosts seemed to be saying something incredibly effective, but they were genuinely cooperative, focusing on providing ample emotional value. They all nodded in unison, their faces beaming with smiles: "Yes, it really works..."

The junior sister, wanting to steal the spotlight, added at the end, "It's more useful than a big cucumber."

Suddenly everyone turned to look at her.

Shock!

Surprised!

I understand!

So that’s it…

The junior sister got anxious: "When I said cucumbers are good, I meant cucumber slices as a face mask, not what you're thinking. You're not allowed to think like that..."

He was really anxious; he even stomped his feet.

Fifth Senior Brother quickly defended her: "Junior Sister, what a lovely and pure girl you are! How could you possibly think of using a cucumber for that kind of thing? Junior Sister, don't you think so?"

The junior sister swung her fist and punched the fifth senior brother in the nose.

Unfortunately, the fist passed right through it, without even touching a hair.

Both of them were ghosts, so they could not touch each other.

But this action made the fifth senior brother ecstatic: "Junior sister, you're finally willing to use your fists to teach me a lesson? I'm so happy, you always used a stick before..."

Nima!

Zhang Zhengdao couldn't stand it anymore and turned to leave.

Zixia, however, watched with great interest and said to her junior sister, "You really don't know how to use it?"

The junior sister nodded: "I really didn't know you were thinking of using it that way."

The second senior brother laughed heartily: "What were we thinking?"

The junior sister's mouth, which had just opened, couldn't close again, turning into an "O" shape.

Is Pigsy poisonous?

Three days later, Gu Tongsheng awoke, his cultivation having improved, and he walked with a spring in his step. He went to thank Zhang Zhengdao and Zixia again. His master, who had imparted immortal techniques to him in his dream, also praised him highly.

Gu Chunhua's cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds, far surpassing that of her father.

Even Zixia Fairy, who was their master, was a little jealous.

On a painted boat on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

A Taoist priest lay on the bed, disheveled, with tears in his eyes and his beard bristling with anger. A plump woman sat on the floor below the bed, admiring herself in the mirror.

Radiant!

Spring's red blossoms surge like a tide!

……

In any case, none of these beautiful words are enough to describe the madam's wonderful mood.

My wish has finally come true!

Lü Dongbin!

Fairy!

Boss!

She has a really great figure, and the madam is very skilled at taking the best and discarding the worst. Last night was truly a big day!

Lu Dongbin's eyes were filled with tears. He trembled for a long time, still feeling weak and sore all over. Last night, when he came to meet Bai Mudan, she feigned weakness and said delicately, "As long as you can outdrink me, I will be your cauldron."

Is this a contest?

This is like putting meat on a cutting board!

How could a dignified immortal like himself possibly get drunk? Even if something unknown was added to it, he was not afraid and was fully capable of purifying those low-class powders and liquids.

This is the confidence of an immortal.

So, in front of Bai Mudan, he drank an entire jar of wine in one gulp, and then collapsed limply in front of her. As he collapsed, only one thought occupied his mind.

Who the hell is so wicked? There's a stench about this stuff...

Then he collapsed on the deck.

The madam came running over from the back cabin with a smug grin, and asked Bai Mudan in a low voice like a thief, "Did you succeed?"

White Peony said smugly, "I've succeeded."

The madam chuckled, "Why don't you... enjoy it first?"

White Peony said disdainfully, "I don't want this kind of thing. You can keep it for yourself."

The madam happily scooped Lü Dongbin up in a princess carry and carried him to the bed in the cabin. What happened that night is too complicated to recount…

Bai Mudan used a packet of medicine given to her by Zhang Zhengdao to enhance the fun. It is said that after immortals consume it, they lose all their magical power, become powerless to move, and are completely at the mercy of others.

It was originally intended for white peony.

Bai Mudan is not an immortal, so this medicine is only interesting to her and has no side effects.

This is just great.

Lü Dongbin finally put the meat on the chopping board himself.

When the sunlight streamed in, making his eyes feel a little blinded, he saw a Taoist priest walk to his bedside and say to him, "Taoist priest, may I borrow some cultivation techniques for ghost cultivators?"

Lü Dongbin cried out in grief and indignation: "Can't you see what's going on? You still want to borrow things from me... How can you be so cruel..."