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

When will Master return?

Senior Brother Qingyangzi has pondered this question; he is now fifteen years old.

So, after presiding over the morning lessons as usual, the fifteen-year-old senior disciple Qingyangzi walked alone to the top of the mountain behind the main hall and gazed at the sky.

The honest man beside him, Qing Xuzi, said, "Senior Brother, this is the account book. Today is the end of the month, and all the details of income and expenditure are here."

Qingyangzi didn't take the ledger. Instead, he looked at him and said, "Junior brother, you've been cultivating with our master for many years. We were among the first to enter the sect. Now, there are many disciples in our sect, most of whom are third-generation disciples. In the martial world, our Peach Blossom Temple of Peach Blossom Mountain is the most respected. The saying 'All immortal sects under heaven belong to Peach Blossom Temple' is widely circulated in the martial world. But have you ever thought about... what if one day, Peach Blossom Temple reaches its peak and then declines..."

Qing Xuzi quickly said, "Amitabha, we should just do our own thing. Peach Blossom Temple prospered because of Master. If it can be passed down for a thousand years, even if it falls, it will still be a meritorious deed for Master. Now the martial world is in harmony and no one and no sect is competing with Peach Blossom Temple. This is another way of governing the martial world."

Qingyangzi nodded: "It would be good if Master came back."

The honest Qingxuzi asked, "Does Senior Brother really want Master to come back?"

This is what I said...

Qingyangzi's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Qingxuzi and said, "You... what are you saying? I'm just temporarily managing Peach Blossom Temple in place of my master, how could you think of me like that..."

Qingxuzi said, "Senior Brother has done a great job managing Peach Blossom Temple. I have always supported Senior Brother's management of Peach Blossom Temple."

Qingyangzi probed, "So... you've come to surrender?"

Qingxuzi said, "Since ancient times, the chief official has always been tied to the accountant. Now, Senior Brother is the chief official of Peach Blossom Temple, and I am the accountant in charge of the temple's finances. The two of us must cooperate well."

Qingyangzi: "Don't worry, don't worry, we will definitely cooperate well. Now that the Taoist priest has no offspring, the succession of the Taoist temple still has to be elected by merit. Last time, Aunt Hu made that suggestion, saying that the position of the Taoist temple abbot can only be temporary. Since it is temporary, there should be a term, so she proposed a term of six years."

Qing Xuzi: "Everyone agreed at the time."

Qingyangzi said, "I was forced by circumstances. If I don't agree, then I'm just greedy for power."

Then he sighed and said, "The time for the nomination is coming soon. All of us disciples have the right to nominate, and the one with the most nominations wins."

Qingxuzi: "Among the disciples of this generation, none can surpass our senior brother."

Qingyangzi nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "As the acting abbot, you must be the accountant."

The sun gradually rose, and the temperature also increased.

However, Qingyangzi, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, stood facing the wind with his hands tucked into his sleeves.

He always learned this mannerisms from his master, Zhang Zhengdao.

He felt this image was incredibly pretentious, making one look like a celestial being, extraordinary and otherworldly. This feeling was very intoxicating.

In fact, among the disciples of the first generation, the only one who could truly rival him was Qing Xuzi.

Today's exchange was simply an agreement reached by both parties, with each getting what they wanted.

As for the disciples of the first generation, such as Liu Yunfei, Yang Shengtian (Qingxuanzi), Su Tang (Qingweizi), the seventh princess (Junior Sister), Zhu Jingyan (Fire Boy), and Little Mouse, none of them would take the initiative to want to manage any Taoist temple or anything like that.

Yang Shengtian and Liu Yunfei enjoyed studying Taoist practices.

Su Tang loved to roam the martial arts world, while the Seventh Princess was carefree and loved to play.

As for the master's inner quarters...

Hehe, the harem must not interfere in politics.

It was never part of Qingyangzi's plan.

Qingyangzi's obsession with becoming the abbot stemmed from his desire to ensure that when his master returned, he would see that the Peach Blossom Temple, which he had founded, was the number one Taoist temple in the world, the number one martial arts sect, and even the number one immortal sect.

Thus, he gained his master's special favor and was taught immortal techniques, thereby attaining longevity and great freedom.

Their scheme is far-reaching!

"Master... if only you had come back later, giving me time to fully utilize my abilities, I would have returned to you a Taoist temple that is the best in the world, a Taoist temple that stands as a monument for ten thousand years..."

Qingyangzi sighed, looking at the sky with great emotion.

Children's ideals are always full of boundless imagination.

The female corpse had no idea what she was.

She spends all her time lying in Zhang Zhengdao's palace, sometimes for days at a time.

Sometimes she would stand in the dark corner by Zhang Zhengdao's bed for days on end. On another occasion, Hu Yunying went to Zhang Zhengdao's bedside to check if he had left any elixirs behind.

Suddenly, I turned my head and saw a female corpse standing in a dark corner.

My heart almost stopped beating from the fright.

Hu Yunying cursed the female corpse for several days, calling her "a corpse," "inhuman," "not even a ghost," and "something shameful."

The female corpse completely ignored her.

After cursing for a few days, Hu Yunying also got bored and thought it was pointless to argue with a corpse.

So they stopped, but every time they came, they would carefully look around first, trying to find something of Zhang Zhengdao's. It was a bit embarrassing to be caught red-handed by the female corpse.

Hu Yunying ate her meal at the canteen outside and went to her room in the inner palace. On the way, she saw a female corpse carrying a shovel.

"stop!"

The female corpse stopped and stared at Hu Yunying without any emotion.

Hu Yunying looked her up and down, then sneered twice: "Tell me, what are you doing carrying a shovel?"

The female corpse remained silent.

Hu Yunying twisted her waist: "You dead man, is your waist as flexible as mine?"

The female corpse remained silent.

Hu Yunying wiggled her hips again: "Is it really that flexible?"

The female corpse let out a soft "chicken" sound, and surprisingly, she could even laugh. Then, carrying a shovel, she went into Zhang Zhengdao's bedroom. Hu Yunying followed, and with a "bang," the door slammed shut.

I almost bumped into her nose.

It's infuriating, but we can't even do anything to the female corpse.

Hu Yunying went into her room. At this moment, Guo Lanying peeked in and saw her master in the room. She then quietly slipped over and said, "Master, were you fighting with the female corpse?"

"Fight? What's the point of fighting a corpse!"

Guo Lanying nodded: "I've been feeling a bit strange these past few days, I'm always restless."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yunying looked at her in surprise and said, "You have this feeling? I do too! What's going on? Could something big happen in the next few days?"

Guo Lanying nodded with a worried expression.

"I'm worried that someone might plot to usurp the throne..."

Hu Yunying slapped her on the head: "What are you plotting to seize the throne? Do you think our temple is the imperial court?"

Guo Lanying scratched her head: "It was just an example."

Hu Yunying said, "Could it be... that the dead ghost is coming back?"

Guo Lanying asked in confusion, "Didn't that deadbeat carry a shovel into the room?"

Hu Yunying rolled her eyes at her: "Oh, it's the master. These past few years, I don't know where he's been fooling around with other women. Sigh, he's such a worry every day. If it weren't for me, his concubine, keeping an eye on him, this Peach Blossom Temple wouldn't belong to the Zhang family anymore, it would belong to the He family instead. You brat, so many rules..."

Upon hearing this, Guo Lanying whispered, "The women of the inner palace must not interfere in politics..."

Hu Yunying:...

No, you brat, whose side are you on anyway?!

Guo Lanying leaned closer and whispered in Hu Yunying's ear, "Master, I won't say anything else, but things are actually quite good now. That woman Shu Baimei is gone, and now it's just Master and me who are truly powerful in the harem..."

Hu Yunying gave Guo Lanying a stern look.

Guo Lanying hesitated for a moment: "Master has become too powerful."

Hu Yunying nodded: "It's enough that you know this in your heart. Don't go around spreading rumors, or it will make us seem immodest."

Guo Lanying nodded vigorously: "Yes."

Hu Yunying: "These are all the master's properties, so we have to keep an eye on them."

Guo Lanying: "We'll leave it to my master's son later."

Hu Yunying was shy, but she secretly plotted in her heart that when the dead man came back, she would make him work harder. Such a big business would be a waste if he didn't have a son.

The two walked away talking.

After they had gone far away, the little mouse cautiously peeked into Zhang Zhengdao's room. Once inside, the little mouse saw the female corpse holding a shovel.

The little mouse complained, "Why does Aunt Hu keep an eye on us all day long?"

Female corpse: ...

The little mouse asked repeatedly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Female corpse: "Dig a hole."

The little mouse was taken aback: "You're digging a hole? Aren't you going to dig one in the peach grove in the backyard?"

The female corpse said, "Dig a pit in the master's room."

Little mouse: ……

What kind of operation is this? I immediately became alert and wanted to leave.

Only a female corpse would dare to do such a thing, actually digging a pit in the master's room, and when the master returned, he asked, "Little mouse, why is there a pit in my room?"

What should I say then?

The little mouse was thinking a lot. Before it could even take a step out, it heard a series of "bang bang bang" sounds.

The female corpse has already been dealt with.

It moved Zhang Zhengdao's bed away and then began digging where the bed had been. In no time, it had dug a very deep pit. Then the female corpse threw down the shovel, lay down in it, and seemed quite satisfied.