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

The little girl, Gu Chunhua, liked to jump onto the roof at night and gaze at the starry sky.

She has enjoyed doing this ever since she was able to fly.

"I wonder what the starry sky looks like? Are those stars... each corresponding to a person's fate?" The little girl liked to think about questions and turned to look at Zhang Zhengdao.

Asking Master Zixia about these questions is useless.

Because Zixia had absolutely no idea how the stars moved.

Zhang Zhengdao knew this, but he didn't talk about the stars in the chaotic universe; instead, he talked about the stars in the universe that humans on Earth knew.

The vast universe holds infinite possibilities.

"You mean, in our universe, our world is a very small part, like a drop in the ocean?" Gu Chunhua's eyes sparkled.

Zhang Zhengdao said, "Yes, the so-called immortals and Buddhas are even smaller than the world in the universe, and the so-called Heavenly Dao is nothing more than the laws governing the operation of the universe."

As the little girl listened, she rested her head on Zhang Zhengdao's shoulder.

The two sat on the roof, one tall and one short, their silhouettes against the full moon, looking like an oil painting.

From then on, the little girl began to yearn for the universe and the starry sky.

The six ghosts have now begun their cultivation.

The little girl, Gu Chunhua, really enjoyed playing with these six ghosts.

Because they began cultivating, the inn could no longer contain the six ghosts. The little girl took the six ghosts with her whenever she went out to play.

Three years have passed quickly.

Gu Chunhua is already a grown woman.

Zixia was somewhat envious of her looks and figure.

According to the customs of the martial arts world, Gu Chunhua should be able to venture out and make her way in the world at this time. This is also what Zhang Zhengdao suggested she do.

Fairy Zixia also thought so.

On the day she left, Zixia saw Gu Chunhua off and watched her disappear at the crossroads. The six ghosts who went with her were also there; they were ghost cultivators who could go out during the day, but ordinary people couldn't see them.

Gu Tongsheng was somewhat moved.

"The child can finally venture out on his own."

Zhang Zhengdao said, "Your cultivation progress is very fast, and I believe you will soon re-enter the Heavenly Court."

Gu Tongsheng shook his head: "I don't know if I'll go back to Heaven. Heaven is nice, but the mortal world is worth it! Maybe I'll go back after this girl gets married."

Zhang Zhengdao: "You won't let her marry someone else, will you? I am her husband."

Gu Tongsheng coughed twice: "From my past life!"

Zhang Zhengdao said, "This life will be no exception. Just wait and see."

Gu Tongsheng quickly said, "This is a violation of social order! She is Fairy Zixia's disciple. That means you are her elder. How can this be allowed!"

Zhang Zhengdao: "It's just borrowing your daughter's body."

Gu Tongsheng: ...

That's indeed the case. A mortal's body cannot represent the entirety of an immortal. It is only a part of an immortal, and not even a very important part.

After becoming an immortal, the physical body becomes the least valuable part.

Unless it's a method like cultivating the Vajra Body.

The road to Qingshan is long, but the trees provide ample shade.

Gu Chunhua ran like a bird released from its cage, leaping up and flying up again. Six ghosts followed behind her, shouting incessantly.

"Slow down, slow down, ancestors, we can't keep up."

The second senior brother shouted loudly.

Qingcheng Mountain was Gu Chunhua's first stop. She had heard that Fairy Zixia had lived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain for a period of time. So she wanted to see where her master used to live.

I heard there's a senior sister named Wang here.

"Hey, who's coming?"

As she was walking, a golden monkey suddenly jumped out, holding a large ring knife in its hand, speaking in human language, and blocking Gu Chunhua's path.

"I planted this tree!" the golden monkey blocking the road declared.

Then a voice continued: "This road is mine."

A female voice said, "If you want to pass through this area..."

The last hoarse male voice: "Leave some money for the journey."

Golden monkey: ? ? ?

"I read it first, so you should be the ones giving me the money. I'm the one who's robbing you."

The hoarse voice said, "But I was the one who said to leave money for the road, so you should be the one leaving money for the road! Don't deny it."

They were indeed six young heroes who had traveled the martial world.

Golden monkey: "Who, who's speaking?"

Gu Chunhua was too lazy to talk to this idiot monkey, so she slapped it on the forehead and scolded, "You haven't even grown all your fur yet, and you're already trying to rob people."

The golden monkey squeaked as it was beaten, and raised its large ring-handled knife, brandishing it.

"If you hit me again, I'll really use a knife... Ouch, don't hit my head..."

"I'll hit you, so what!"

Once Gu Chunhua entered the world of martial arts, she transformed from a well-behaved and gentle girl into a violent one.

The six young heroes deserve great credit.

They constantly instill ideas like "there's no need to solve problems with words if you can solve them with force," "if you can use your hands, don't use your mouth," and "in the martial arts world, what's the biggest? Fist is the biggest," and so on.

After hearing it so many times, you start to take it as the truth.

Sure enough, after being beaten and squealing, the golden monkey ran away with two big dark circles under its eyes.

"Well done!" the junior sister screamed excitedly. "Let me play next time!"

Fifth Senior Brother quickly said, "No, Junior Sister, how can you do it yourself? I can do it for you."

Licking it with relish makes one feel much more energetic.

"go!"

The second senior brother laughed heartily and took the lead, walking forward.

As I was walking, I suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in my face and shouted, "Oh no, there's an ambush!" I then drifted away at high speed.

This gust of wind was just the wind brought by a stick flying by at high speed.

The six ghosts had only recently become ghost cultivators, so naturally they couldn't withstand the attack.

The immense pressure emanating from the stick made the six of them feel as if they were facing imminent annihilation.

"I'll protect you!"

A young voice, filled with anxiety, became high-pitched and shrill, like a woman being choked.

Gu Chunhua was just starting to feel touched when she saw her fifth senior brother standing in front of her junior sister.

Damn it!

The longsword met the attack head-on, flicking it slightly. Instantly, the stick was propelled into the air by the sword's momentum, and a figure appeared in mid-air, catching the stick and smashing it down on Gu Chunhua's head.

Gu Chunhua unleashed sixteen sword strikes in an instant.

Each sword strike deflected the force of the falling blow. When the momentum of the staff was exhausted, the moves changed again, and the staff transformed into countless shadows, covering Gu Chunhua.

Gu Chunhua pointed her finger and shouted, "Go!"

The sword instantly flew out of his hand, transforming into countless sword shadows that rushed towards the staff.

Instantly, the air was filled with the dense clanging of swords and clubs clashing, spreading outwards like a storm.

The six ghosts quickly lay down on the ground and covered their ears.

The fifth senior brother wanted to protect his junior sister and tried to pin her down, but she kicked him, sending him sprawling face-first into the dirt.

But that blissful kick made Fifth Senior Brother beam with joy.

I finally had physical contact with my junior sister, and it was with her private little feet—even though she was wearing boots.

"Excellent swordsmanship, excellent skills!"

The person wielding the stick suddenly dodged, leaving a decoy to fight head-on, while the real body swayed and appeared behind Gu Chunhua. In mid-air, he swung the stick high and smashed it down towards Gu Chunhua.

"Watch out!" the senior brother shouted in a hoarse voice.

But it was too late; the stick hit Gu Chunhua.

"Fellow disciples, let's fight him to the death!"

The six ghosts jumped up together, picked up their weapons, and were about to rush towards the person wielding the stick, only to find that after Gu Chunhua fell to the ground with the stick, she turned into a withered tree stump.

The dead tree stump was smashed to pieces.

So the senior sister shouted again, "Brothers and sisters, keep lying down!"

Immediately, all six ghosts lay down again.

Because they knew that if they rushed forward now, they would only cause trouble for Gu Chunhua.

"Excellent, excellent, you really have a way with things!"

The man with the stick laughed heartily, clearly delighted. He turned and swung his stick, just managing to block the tip of a longsword that suddenly appeared from that direction.

Gu Chunhua, however, did not appear.

He turned back, swung his stick, and deflected another longsword thrusting out from a different direction.

Suddenly, the longsword appeared like a ghost; the person was nowhere to be seen, yet the sword was omnipresent. Unlike the previous simultaneous attack of ten thousand swords, this one was even more unpredictable and bizarre.

The man with the stick was not to be outdone. He plucked a handful of hairs from his body, blew on them, and instantly the hairs transformed into countless monkeys. These monkeys, wielding the sticks, continuously deflected the elusive longsword.

The real body, however, suddenly lunged at a large tree not far away.

Suddenly, the big tree transformed into a young girl, giggling.

"You figured it out! You're pretty good."

He casually blocked them with the stick, and the two started fighting again there.

The fight raged from morning till night. As darkness fell, Gu Chunhua jumped out of the circle and said to the man, "Stop fighting, stop fighting, I'm starving."

The man stopped, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was a monkey, and he burst into laughter.

"Are you a disciple of Fairy Zixia or Daoist Zhang Zhengdao?"

"How did you know?" Gu Chunhua asked, puzzled.

The monkey laughed loudly: "Your move is in the same vein as my Miss Wang's swordsmanship. How do you think I knew that?"